Perhaps I'll be a bird one day
if I am good enough
and I'll spread out and fly way

and give up all this stuff

I am from a country land

where beauty only grows
and though I'd love to leave some day
I'd dare not ever go


And should you see my sister
she is small and gold

They will not hear a word you say
they don't believe in souls


Perhaps I'll be a bird one day
if I am good enough
and I'll get up and fly way

and give up all this stuff

I am from a country land

where beauty only grows
and though I'd dream to leave some day
I'd dare not ever go


And should you see my sister
They are small and gold

They will not hear a word you say
they don't believe in souls


I am no deceiver
I am a believer
I am no deceiver