Where's my home?

I'm flying up high, no care in the world

Wind in my feathers,

I should go back home.

But where's my home?

All I see are tall buildings,

All I see are cars.

Where's my family?

I peek in a window.

I see them inside.

What happened to being free?

What happened to flying high?

Why can't they stop?

Why do they have to take our homes?

I'm lonely out here. I hope they listen.

Please STOP, this is all I've got.

Set us free and stop your killing spree.

STOP now, we've had enough.

Stop with all your chopping.

Stop it now. It's our home.