Your mother cries when you talk
You have a robin tattoo
Black on the wings orange on the belly
Don't know what your gonna do
There's a nectar that's graced your lips
This town is as dry as it gets
Wear a gold ring of security
But it's a weight that you can't see
I'm torn between the road and home
I'm torn by the urge to roam
Either I leave or I stay
I'll need help either way
Think you could go on the loose
But a chain's followin' if you do
It's a forbidden fruit
Something's gnawin' at your root
But theres someone back home
Oh a girl I might know
In a better way
Than I do today
I'm torn between the road and home
I'm torn by the urge to roam
Either I leave or I stay
I'll need help either way
I'm torn between the road and home
I'm torn by the urge to roam
Either I leave or I stay
I'll need help either way
I'll need help either way
I'm just the fiddler on the floor
Fallen from the roof
Knockin' on your door