To Soar

(Lyrics, Tim Sellard; Music, Mike McCornack, 1969)

While walking home,
I gaze and watch
the birds up in the sky.
And wish that I
By some magical means
Possessed the skill to fly.

To soar above
The fields of green
Upon a cloud of mirth
And tilt my wings
To catch the wind
And glide back down to earth.

©1969, 1997 Mike McCornack & Tim Sellard; McTate Music