White bird .. in a golden cage .. on a winter’s day
In the rain .. white bird .. in a golden cage
All alone .. the leaves blow .. across a long black road ..
To its darkened sky .. in its rage .. but the white bird
Just sits in her cage .. all alone ..
White bird must fly .. or she will die .. white bird
Dreams of 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
The sunset comes .. the sunset goes ..
The clouds roll by but the earth turns slow ..
And a young bird’s eyes do always glow ..
She must fly .. white bird .. dreams of 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 …
2 comments:
Actually I don't Know who is the author ,, but i red it in a CD booklet For "Vanessa-Mae" The Album is called "Subject To Change" she is a Violin Player ,,My Favorite play in this Album is "Night Flight"
I like this piece the mostit.
It goes with my moodit
especially with "Hopeless Love" musik
plus siting in work alone at night
and the room is cold and quite.
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