Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cymande
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Patterson
Songwriter
Steve Scipio
Songwriter
Lyrics
Like a bird, floating in the sky, I wish I were
High above, far from this world without no love
Not at home, free as I can be, I'm all alone
I like it so, people they don't know just where I go
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
There's no place, where I can go and show my face
Oh, how I dream, that the day will come when we will meet
In my world, full of pleasant dreams, I see a bird
A bird of love, that just lingers on high above
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
Like a bird, floating in the sky, I wish I were
High above, far from this world without no love
Not at home, free as I can be, I'm all alone
I like it so, people they don't know just where I go
Well, they like to bring me down
Well, they like to bring me down
I-I-I-I know, I got my feet on the ground
Hey, Lord, don't gotta bring it, using all the time
Oh, they can't take my feet from the ground
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, they like to bring me down
Written by: Patrick Patterson, Steve Scipio
