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