Golden Eagle

When she came by the other day

A visitor of golden brown

To believe what's scarcely out of sight

That just a glimpse calms the mind

With eager eyes it'll show

And when she grants it you will know

That you can't choose her

She chooses you

Sure enough one begins to realize

That the sun must leave the sky

And remains a moment fair thee well

But there's no fair from what I tell

With eager eyes it'll show

And when she grants it you will know

That you can't choose her

She chooses you