Bird's Notes

Will I ever find the lovely peace of mind? The days go by And I'm searching for a while now Melodies ringing in my head all day long Will somebody ever turn them off? Sometimes in my sleep I doubt which note to keep Or throw away In the garbage of my songs What is the perfect line and that perfect chord? The ship's getting lost and I'm on board They say that it's a game And, boy, I wanna play But all the rules are frightening So I pray For the day I could be as free As a bird that flies across Highest mountains Deepest seas And breathes Without thinking something ever could go wrong Bird that's happy all along Happy all along... I will spread my wings With all the joy it brings Nobody else could have ever done it for me I'll let myself discover shores never known With every note I'll make my own With every note I'll make my own Every note I'll make my own