I Know why the caged birds sings. For the sign of hope that tomorrow brings.
I know why the caged bird won’t fly. Because he rests on the soul of life and if he flies away he will surely die.
But tell me please, oh someone please, please tell me because I just don’t understand why that one little caged bird cries. Is he sad, is he lonely, is he discombobulated?
The poor little caged is lost on the road. Would someone please show him which way to go. I know why the caged bird sings. For a sign of faith that tomorrow brings.