The sunbird sings in the silver valley
and a song drifts in through the clouds down tornado alley.
The sunbird sings and freedom rings.
The valley moon may shine but not in my eyes.
I'm gonna fly...
I'm gonna fly...
The sunbird's song's for what he longs for.
Other loves may shine as bright but not in my eyes.
My heart can only make one sound
like a whipporwill in the midnight.
I'm gonna fly...
I'm gonna fly...
Father sky's crying 'cause mother Earth is dying
and the sunbird he just sits there and sings about miracles.
a little time and a little more time
and the valley moon may shine but not in my eyes.
I'm gonna fly...
I'm gonna fly...
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