Not in my arms, but on my mind
Yes, on my mind, but not in my arms
Time passes by
And I watch her fly
Yes, I watch her fly
And time passes by.
Though it's hard for me
I'm going to leave her free
Because that would be the best philosophy
Then she'll come to me
So I feel that to be real that...
This little bird, she can fly away;
No salt on her tail
No cage to make her stay.
Though it's hard for me,
I'm going to leave her free
Because that would be the best philosophy.
She'll come to me
So I feel that to be real...
This little bird she can fly away
No salt on her tail
No, she can fly away...
(No cage to make her stay)
No cage to maker her stay...
(No cage to make her stay)
This little bird can fly away...
(No cage to make her stay)
(No cage to make her stay)
