As the Crow Flies
Album: While the Lights and the Noise Play Elsewhere
By: D. Crawford Bixby
By: D. Crawford Bixby
Duration
2:19
Genres
Lyrics
Sometimes I feel like a lonely bird Searching for its home When the evening starts to come I fly to your heart To shelter me from the night so dark. The sun is gone, But the sky still glows. Lights on the hill are starting to show, I walk down the lane with the wind at my back, Trying to sort out fiction from fact, But the facts are always changing as the seasons do, But the dreams are the same.... Sometimes I feel like a lonely bird Searching for its home When the evening starts to come I fly to your heart To shelter me from the night so dark.
