Fiddler on the Floor Lyrics

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