Abbey Lincoln - Bird Alone lyrics

Bird alone, flying high Flying through a clouded sky Sending mournful soulful sounds Soaring over troubled grounds Bird alone with no mate Turning corners tempting fate Flying circles in the air Are you on your way somewhere? Gliding, soaring on the wind You're a sight of glory Flying way up there so high Wonder what's your story Bird alone, flying low Over where the gra**es grow Swingin' low, then out of sight You'll be singing in the night Gliding, soaring on the wind You're a sight of glory Flying way up there so high Wonder what's your story Bird alone, flying low Over where the gra**es grow Swingin' low, then out of sight You'll be singing in the night