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
Through the darkened sky in its rage
But the white bird just sits in her cage
Alone
White bird must fly, she will die
The 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, but the Earth turns slow
And the young bird's eyes do always go
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, or she will die
White bird must fly
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