Famous Flower of Manhattan

I found a flower in a field
A field of cars and people
Rows of concrete, paint, and steel
Manhattan is where it grew

And I thought to cut it from its stem
And take it from the cracks
Between bricks that it lay in
And save it from city strife

Away from the city life

Then someone, they whispered in my ear
A county girl can't be made out of anybody here
Don't touch it, it loves you not
Don't touch it, it loves you not

'Cause blue birds don't fly without their wings

And when we put them in a cage
The world can't hear them sing
So selfish when greed sets in

Possession, the king of sin

And people don't ever let you down
Forever find a way to kill whatever love they've found
A heart beat, and I want it too
Manhattan is where she grew

So I left and I let the flower be

And yesterday, saw the flower on cable TV
Much prettier than here with me

For all of the world to see
Much prettier than here with me