High-Flying Bird (1972 vinyl rip) (исполнитель: Elton John)

You wore a little cross of gold around your neck
I saw it as you flew between my reason
Like a raven in the night time when you left
I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name
You touched it and you wore it
And you kept it in your pillow all the same

 [bad word] 
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer
weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird

The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red
You bled upon the cold stone like a young man
In the foreign field of death
Ooh, wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say
You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight
Instead you moved away

[repeat [bad word] (2x)]

My high-flying high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird
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