White bird in a golden cage
On a winter's day in the rain
White bird in a golden cage
Alone

The leaves blow cross the long black road
To the darkened sky in its rage
But the white bird just sits in her cage
Alone

White bird must fly or she will die

White bird dreams of the aspen trees
With their dying leaves turning gold
But the white bird just sits in her cage
Growing old

White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die

The sunsets come, the sunsets go
The clouds pile high, the air moves slow
And the young bird's eyes do always know
She must fly, she must fly, she must fly

White bird in a golden cage
On a winter's day in the rain
White bird in a golden cage
Alone?

White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die
White bird must fly or she will die?
White bird must fly?