EVERYTIME I see a bird I feel that I could Fly
With EVERYTIME behind and everything light
And EVERYTIME I feel so down
but when I look up I see a cloud
A cloud so white it shines above
And when I'm in sorrow I look up
And see a sky above and say:
"A sorrow person look up to me
Do not be afraid
Be here with me
Fly with birds so up, so high."
