7 acessos
Wild bird flying
Sing a song I can capture and
I'll make it up to you somehow
High my hat was hung there for a while
On a pole set up nowergian style
Ready to show them what I can
Little bird came flying by
And a northern flames light up the sky
That bird was singing out of range
And I got lost into a haze
He couldn't pick me up
So I took him down
To be the centre of my crown
And I thought he'd make the change
He was singing out of range
Wild bird flying
Sing a song I can capture and
I'll make it up to you
Wild bird flying
Sing a song I can capture and
I'll make it up to you
If you can understand and now
I'm gonna make it up to you somehow
You know
But it will never be the same
Truly wild will never tame
And I think it is a shame
'Cause all of sudden
He stopped singing the song
I lost my mind and all went wrong
I've got a heavy hand
Wild bird flying