In the endless sky, so high,
Bird is flying nowhere, nowhy,
Let me watch your way
As you go away
Astray.
Lost your path,
Hold your breath,
As you wind,
You will find
Your place...
She will turn to me, knowing,
Feather falling from her wing,
If she could\'ve smiled,
She would - like a child
Gone wild:
Cold rain drop
From atop,
Up she leads,
Never needs
To stop.