The great eagle is soring,
What would it be like to fly like eagles do,
How majestic they fly above the ground looking round,
How majestic they look soring high above my head,
Eye's that see things from a far away,
Eye's that are sharp like no other,
Claws so at the ready to grab branch or prey,
The call of the eagle loud crisp and a joy to hear.
The great eagle is soring.
The great eagle is flying high above my head.
Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 3:13 AM UTC
The great eagle is soring,
What would it be like to fly like eagles do,
How majestic they fly above the ground looking round,
How majestic they look soring high above my head,
Eye's that see things from a far away,
Eye's that are sharp like no other,
Claws so at the ready to grab branch or prey,
The call of the eagle loud crisp and a joy to hear.
The great eagle is soring.
The great eagle is flying high above my head.