Birdgirl On A Cell Phone

She has eyes disability blue
A german dog and strict curfew
And if one mans cage is another mans stage
Then shes turned the script to another page
And she doesnt really give a damn
What you have to say

She makes a call on her friends cell phone
The operator answers and says youre not alone
And if one mans ceiling is anothers dance floor
Then shell be the one running to the sea shore
Trying to tell the seagulls
This is home

And if one mans cage is another mans stage
Then shell be the one wiser than her age
Trying to get the message to your ear