White bird

In a golden cage

On a winter's day

In the rain

White bird

In a golden cage

All alone

The leaves blow

Across a long black road

To its darkened sky

In its rage

But the white bird

Just sits in her cage

All alone

White bird must fly or she will die

White bird must fly or she will die

White bird

Dreams of 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 sunset comes

The sunset goes

The clouds roll by but the earth turns slow

And a young bird's eyes do always glow

She must fly

She must fly

She must fly

She must fly

She must fly

She must fly

White bird

Dreams of 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

White bird must fly