|
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail, |
|
Yes, i would, |
|
If i could, |
|
I surely would . . . hmm |
|
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail, |
|
Yes, i would, |
|
If i only could, |
|
I surely would . . . hmm |
|
Away, i'd rather sail away, |
|
Like a swan that's here and gone . . . |
|
A man gets tied up to the ground, |
|
He gives the world it's saddest sound, |
|
It's saddest sound . . . hmm |
|
I'd rather be a forest than a street, |
|
Yes, i would, |
|
If i could, |
|
I surely would . . . hmm |
|
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet, |
|
Yes, i would, |
|
If i only could, |
|
I surely would . . . |
|
Away, i'd rather sail away, |
|
Like a swan that's here and gone . . . |
|
A man gets tied up to the ground, |
|
He gives the world it's saddest sound, |
|
It's saddest sound . . . |
|
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet, |
|
Yes, i would, |
|
If i only could, |
|
I surely would . . . |
|
Yes i would . . . |
