Wild Bird - Wendy Waldman

Wild Bird flying

Sing a song that I can’t capture

I’ll make it up to you somehow

High my hat was hung there for a while

On a pole set up Norwegian style

Ready to show them what I can

Little bird came flying by And as northern flames light up the sky

That bird was singing out of range

And I got lost into a haze

He couldn’t pick me up so I took him down

To be the centre of my crown

And I thought he’d make the change

He was singing out of range

Wild bird flying

Sing a song I can’t capture

I’ll make it up to you

Wild bird flying

Sing a song I can’t capture

I’ll make it up to you

If you can understand and now

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

You know it will never be the same

Truly wild will never tame

And I think it is a shame

Cuz all of the sudden he stopped singing his song

I lost my mind and all went wrong

I’ve got a heavy hand

Wild bird flying

Sing a song I can’t capture

I’ll make it up to you

Wild bird flying

Sing a song I can’t capture

I’ll make it up to you

If you can understand and now

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

Wild bird flying

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

Wild bird flying

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

Wild bird flying

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow

Wild bird flying

I’m gonna make it up to you somehow