Just about love, like the wing of some high-flying bird,
Of the songs I
will sing to you, you can hear every word,
That I ever heard come to
you.
Of the people I've been, of the visions I have seen,
Of the
things I think about, of situations that I can hear sometimes,
And the
places I have been at times, just trying to be,
These things can only
happen once in a lifetime,
These things can only matter here if you have
time.
Someone will touch you softly and it will be me,
Someone will
call your name and then come to me, free.
Free as the wind, free as the
rain falling,
Free as the night, free as nature calling ...
