Catching flies in his mouth
Tasting freedom while he dares
Then crawling back, back to the top, top of the
Stairs… of the stairs
He won’t see the sun again for years to come
He’s broken out in love
Like a cat, without a care
Roaming freely, through the streets
You could find him in amongst the pigeons, in the
Square
But he won’t see the sun again for years to come
He’s broken out in love