The Soul
The soul,
is a bird,
wild and free
Flying here and there,
darting this way and that
Always straying from your sight,
but always returning
Sometimes losing itself,
but always coming back home
It sings, it stands tall,
never losing pride
The is wild and free,
it sings and stands tall with pride
For it is a bird
is a bird,
wild and free
Flying here and there,
darting this way and that
Always straying from your sight,
but always returning
Sometimes losing itself,
but always coming back home
It sings, it stands tall,
never losing pride
The is wild and free,
it sings and stands tall with pride
For it is a bird
♠ ♠ ♠
I hope you liked, even though its not my best!