A Lost Bird . . .
Blood..., cover me.. while climbing the mountain top
The beat of my heart is the drum playing, dancing, and singing unstoppable
Ooh.., tears from the stream will keep cuting deep
Ooh.., sun lay over me
Like million flowers to cover me
Ooh..., moon shine your light to guide me in the night
Like the stars shining in the night
Ooh, grace bring smile , laughter and joy into my life to hid these tears
I`m a lost bird
who is learning how to fly to find a nest to rest
Ooh..., fly little bird fly
To reach to the beam of light
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