To Be a Bird

To be a bird and fly upon the breeze
And on the warmth of summer wind to fly
And sing a song and laugh among the trees

Oh rise and fall with such a calming ease
And nothing can go easily as high
As can a bird that flies upon the breeze

You sing your song whenever you may please
And never wonder if it's truth or lie
Just sing the song and laugh among the trees

The workers and the stressful men you tease
Explore a world not limited by sky
And say "I am the bird that flies the breeze."

And should Love's voice ere say to you that she's
The one to which your heart you may rely
Just sing your song to her amidst the trees

To live a life and every whim appease
And in a quiet, happy peace to die
So is the bird that flew upon the breeze
And sung a song, and laughed among the trees.