White Bird Songtext

von Sam Bush

White bird in a golden cage on a winters day in the rain.
White bird in a golden cage alone.
The leaves blow across the long black road through the darkened sky in its rage.
But the white bird just sits in her cage alone.
White bird must fly, she will die.
The white bird dreams of the aspen trees with their dying leaves turning gold.
But the white bird just sits in her cage growing old.
White bird must fly or she will die.
White bird must fly or she will die.
The sunsets come, the sunset go.
The clouds roll by but the earth turns slow.
The young birds eyes do always go and she must fly.
She must fly.
She must fly.
White bird in a golden cage on a winter's day in the rain.
White bird in a golden cage alone.
White bird must fly or she will die.
White bird must fly or she will die.
White bird must fly or she will die.
White bird must fly.