Does he think it's different now
To rise up from the ashes
Like a phoenix who crashes
Into the sun
He offers me wine and roses
Something to make me notice
That he's trying to pick up pieces
Find his way home
Well I'm still waiting
For something to save him
He's out on his own now
His feathers are burned
I'll listen again
He owes me that much
But I won't be his crutch
Just tell me why
Well he's flying high
Burning fast on his own
Don't think he'll ever know
Why I'm silent now
And I'm still waiting
For something to save him
But he's out on his own now
His feathers are burned
So I made him do it
Well there's nothing to that
These are his own struggles now
And lessons to learn
Well I'm still waiting
For something to save him
But he's out on his own now
His feathers are burned
His feathers are burned
Oh his feathers are burned
