Like a bird on a wire, like a bird on a wire
Like the stone that weights on me
A regret that pays a hidden fee
Like the cold ice inside of me
A remorse that denies to be free
In my time breaking through
In my time the bill is due
In my time never pure
In my time after the cure
In my time waiting for
In my time less is more
In my time living pleased
In my time ignorance is bliss