Jesse Harris
Wish I Was A Bird
Blowing through Indian summer night sky
I'd fly straight to nowhere
But I'm grounded down here in the city
With these faces stern and pretty
And in the station where no one says a word
I wish I was a bird
If I listen to somebody speaking
I can only hear waves breaking Out at the ocean the wind whips every word
I wish I was a bird
From Letras Mania