Swoop down fly low little bird
So I know that someone is watching
Let your feather brush against my cheek
So I know that I am being guided
Your melody so sweet
Too pure the world did not deserve
Oh my heart was ripped at the seams
The moment I first heard it
Is there anything as free
As the flying bird that's singing
How I wish that was me
How I wish that was me
What is freedom
Is anybody truly free
I want freedom
Like the birds that I see