White Bird
White bird in a golden cage
On a winter's day in the rain
White bird in a golden cage alone
The leaves blow
Across the long, black road
To the darkened skies
In it's rage
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage unknown
White bird must fly
Or she will die
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
Thе sunsets come, the sunsеts go
The clouds roll by and the earth turns old
And the young bird's eyes do always glow
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
Or she will die
White bird must fly