White Bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
AloneThe leaves blow
Cross the long black road
To the darkened skies
In its 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 tree
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
The sunsets come
The sunsets go
The clouds 
Float byAnd 
The Earth 
Turns slow
And the Young 
Birds Eyes
Do always 
GlowAnd 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
AloneWhite 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