A subtle shade of blue
On the snow
Where the cold, cold wind blew
Through the winter
When the flowers lie
Not dead or alive
Asleep in roots underground

Silently
Without a sound
They are bound till the sight
Of the spring and the light
Leaves fall gently from the trees
When my lady bird comes to me

When she goes
She tells me so
That she'll always be around
I
Know she's right
She is
Out of sight
Comes to me in my dreams at night
Where will I run to
When the trees are all down
Laden with silence
In the absence of sound

My lady bird
My lady bird
Where do you fly
Where do you fly

When I die
Will my bird still fly
Will we meet amongst the stars
And
Can I trace
Her familiar face
To a life I've lived before, and
Where will I find you
When my time comes around
Out of this body
Is a new life to be found
My

A subtle shade of blue
On the snow
Where the cold, cold wind blew
Through the winter
When the flowers lie
Not dead or alive
Asleep in roots underground

Silently
Without a sound
They are bound till the sight
Of the spring and the light
A leave falls gently from a tree
When my lady bird comes to me
I am free