Flying - Strawbs

Young boy that I know

Feels he has lived too long

His spirit of adventure

Slipped away

With little sense of pride

He feels deep down inside

He is flying

To be free again

Young girl that I know

Feels she has lost her way

Her only chance of love

Once passed her by

But little does she know

This is hardly so

She is flying

To be free again

And just as in the willow patter fantasy

The boy and girl have crossed the bridge of tears

And like the birds above

They are sending down their love

Flying to be free again

Crying to be free again

Dying to be free again