White Bird

White bird
 In a golden cage
 On a winter's day
 In the rain
 White bird
 In a golden cage
 Alone
 The leaves blow
 Across 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 trees
 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 roll by, and the earth turns old
 And the young bird's eyes do always glow
 And 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
 Alone
 White bird must fly
 Or she will die
 White bird must fly
 Or she will die
 White bird must fly