Baby bird learns how to fly just before the winter arrives
Keeps looking back hoping mom will see
But, if there's one drop of advice
It would be head south until you can't see ice
That's where your flock will be
Just keep your head low
And let your body fly home
Just keep your head low
Just keep your head low
And let your body fly home
Just keep your head low
Baby bird perched for the night
Waiting for the morning light
Keeps looking down for a worm to eat
But, if there's one lick of advice
A sunflower would taste just as nice
That way your flock could eat
Search to heal
Heal to run
Run to find a social love
Beneath the dream lies a magical tree
Allows you to turn off everything
Everything that you could be
And anything that you couldn't believe
(And do whatever I want)
Paradise could be a beach
With a breeze so loud you couldn't find time to think
Elements change and leaves face defeat
The leaves disappear, turns to mountains and trees
(And be whatever I want)
And the rain starts to freeze
Leaving powder in the trees
For the ones who like to travel by different means
And the freeze starts to leak
Turns the mountain to a creek
Where a paddle and canoe is all you need
(And freeze whatever I want)