Bird in a Cage - Old 97's

I left you last night on the left coast

I’m writin' you a letter right now

The things that you do are rendering you

Something I can’t live without

Maybe maybe I’ve got a pulse now

Maybe my heart’s on fire

A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage

Is worth a bird on a telephone wire

Left you last night on the left side

The land of the free to be burned

Well the heat of your touch is makin' it such

That I’ve forgotten everything I’ve learned

Maybe maybe I’ve got a problem

Maybe my heart’s a liar

A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage

Is worth a bird on a telephone wire

Yeah a bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage

Is worth a bird on a telephone wire

And I may be a bird in a cage

But it least it’s your cage

And I may be a bird in a cage

But it least it’s your cage

Left you last night on the left half

Of the bed, the half that used to be mine

The way that you sleep is the image I’ll keep

Always on the edge of my mind

Maybe maybe I’ve got a reason

For livin' even though I’m so tired

A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage

Is worth a bird on a telephone wire

A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage

Is worth a bird on a telephone wire

And I may be a bird in a cage

But it least it’s your cage

And I may be a bird in a cage

But it least it’s your cage

Maybe maybe you are the only