The Birds Or I

Who sings more, the birds or me? From home to stage, from tree to cage Take my pay, while the birds sing for free That, no one, except GOD can change. Who rocks more, the birds or me? Two legs alone, is it the birds or i? My steps, high or low, thousands can see But birds, rocks, only when they fly. I know, I sing for the world But the birds sings for God. Well still the birds and I Sometimes we look alike Though I can't fly But I can, when my songs strikes.