To know and feel love ,
But choose the other way .
I enjoy lonely life ,
Sometimes I choose to engage .
But I like no responsibility ,
With the doors open on my cage .
I don't mind , the other birds stopping by .
When they leave in the morning ,
I do no cry , as I may see them again ,
Wandering by . Or creating shadows ,
Passing in the sky . I enjoy the glare after each flap arise . Some come back , I'm not surprised .
But we continue to live our lonely lives
as God fills my soul ,
My spirit travels at night , when I lay here all alone .
I'm free as a bird , with no strings attached , I can fly as high as I can see . Sometimes I don't come home , but feel at home, I love to live free .
I do wonder sometimes , what some could have been .
But I try not to look back , as they are gone in the wind .