Bluebird

The song of the Bluebird

Buried in the dust

Did you once hear how she cried?

Though the years may have passed her

in tears and in laughter

There's a song that she left behind.My father's own father

Sailed through the air

And he found in a maze in the sky.

But for all that surrounds us,

that anchors and binds us,

There's a song that we carry inside.Chorus:

Oh, wild is the wind in the night.

Oh, wild am I.

I wait until the day begins,

and wild is my cry.The song of the Bluebird

Carried on the wind

Leaving our worries behind,

Over highways and hilltops

we long to go,

But a song is all we can find.[Chorus]