Bird flew by
Bird flew byAnd wondered, wondered whyShe was wiseAnd ought to stay up in the skyFrom the air she could wonderFor the reasonWhat's the point of a yearOr a season?Your life flies awayAs the night turns to dayIf you start once to thinkYour hair will soon turn greyBut one would like to wonderFor the reasonWhat's the point of a yearOr a season?The list of fallen starsHe crumbled, broken heartsComes from a needTo play so many partsBut one would like to wonderFor the reasonWhat's the point of a yearOr a season?The wind and the rainShook hands againUntouched by the worldThey managed to stay saneThey were able to wonderFor the reasonWhat's the point of a yearOr a season?Bird flew byAnd wondered, wondered whyShe was wiseAnd ought to stay up in the skyFrom the air she could wonderFor the reasonWhat's the point of a yearOr a season?