作词 : Elf Power
Birds are in the backyard, hiding from the rain
The children knock-knock softly to the (?) windowpanes
Then gracefully, like kings and queens, the birds rise to the sky
The children wish to follow them but know they cannot try
They float on past the jailhouse, where the villains wave in vain
Thinking about shrinking down and floating far away
So when the birds pass by your house, at morning or at night
Think of all the things that you would see if you could fly