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
