Elton John – High Flying Bird Lyrics  Share

From Elton John's album: Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player

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

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
A weather man of words
[ High Flying Bird lyrics from
http://www.musiclyricsnow.net/e/elton-john/high-flying-bird/ ]
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
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
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