A wounded bird can give
A hobo or a poet
And understand the problems
It's with you you have to live
Or you'll wear the coats of questions
But you must learn to turn the key
And in the end remember
Take to heel or tame the horse
You'll wear the coat of questions
Till the answer hat is here
Grow a little taller
Feel a little smaller
Till the answer hat is here
And humble pie is always
Stand your ground I think you've got
A love song from your eyes
And in stature you will rise
And in the end remember
Must kill dragons for a bride
Even though your age defies
Serenade your Angel with
The guts it takes to win
It's with you you have to live
Of the girl you want so near
But arm yourself against the pain
Before she'll let you in
The choice is still your own
