There is a bird who dreams of flying.
Only dreams though.
Dreams and dreams, yet never tries.
Never leaps away from the ground.

She could soar and soar,
Far up into that open space.
Never does,
She does not see the point.

There is a bird who dreamt of flying.
Only dreamt though.
Dreamed and dreamed, yet never tried.
Never leapt away from the ground.

She could have soared and soared,
Far up into that open space.
Never did,
She now sees the point.