Bird On The Beach

(альбом: Comeback (aka Crawling King Snake) - 1982)

Stood with my kid on the lonely windswept beach
The winter sun was on the horizon, and we were both out of reach
She ran ahead of me looking for the next surprise
Our souls were wet from the incoming tide
She stopped and looked at me Lord, with tears in her eyes
It's only a dead bird, and his soul has gone to the sky
He's free, not like you and me
He's free, not like you and me

I never ever thought, that you would be so out of reach
And the lonely times have been like poison, child
I wish I could practice, what I preach
Then I can release these feelings, that I've been holding deep inside
Been missing you so much baby, the only healer can be time
By then you will have forgotten the dead bird on the beach
But please, don't forget your father, child, 'cause he's out of reach
Yeah, my dream is to be free, free, free, freedom for you and me
Yeah free, free, free, freedom for you and me

You'll hear my music in the wind
Hearbeat like the rolling tide
One thing, you can be sure of, my love
Wherever you go, I'll hold your love inside
And I take a look, don't cry
Even if he was living and you had him in your hands
You'd still have to open up and let him fly
That bird must be free

She stopped and looked at me Lord, with tears in her eyes
It's only a dead bird, and his soul has gone to the sky
He's free, not like you and me
He's free, not like you and me

Freedom
Freedom for you and me
Freedom
Freedom
Free
Freedom...