Someone who never can be caught

The witch is calling for the power

The ancient doors at sacred hour

Are opened letting in this world

Someone who never can be caught

 

She’s free as eagle in the sky

And you adore her soaring flight…

You see the light beneath her wing

You wish to drink her all and sink

Into the depth of ocean where

You could of keep her yours forever...

 

But birds belong to wind and sky

Don’t cry my prince, oh please don’t cry!...


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