Bird On The Road

It’s my bird on the road In the hot clement tempered sun Feeling lonely and tired inside Every dream that comes free gives a flight Like a dreamer on the road Feeling wandering ways in wings Distant giving that goes there by Every feeling is its own For the drifting times ahead So much love is in his load In every turn and in every fun Like a leaf through skies will glide Through the day of young and old night Like a dreamer with his load Through the time endlessly sings Darling winged bird of blue sky In your tender aching tone And your wings of love ahead It’s my bird on the road Flying high in the sky till its midnight...