Little bird in a cage you've been turning heads around her You played your part You signed your lot under their instruction Looking through the bars, staring at the stars
Only love can heal the sickness of celebrity And one by one and day by day see the good ones they fall away I see you standing there styling and you know you should be sorry You said, that we could never be together
You're too pretty and I'm too clever Good morning heartache and these foolish things Only love can heal the sickness of simplicity
Love is the bread. Love is the wine. Love is the soul's hot coals. (4x)
'Why?' the caged bird always sings through the ages, for the pleasure of the kings Lying down with a thorn in your crown they're calling out your name You slip away
Only love, love can heal the sickness of celebrity Love is the bread, love is the wine, love is the soul's hot coals Love is the bread, love is the wine, love is soul's sharp bow
Love is the bread, love is the wine, love is the soul's hot coals (2x)