Gentle bird, Please bring me down to earth! Flying so high With you Is a dream Come true; But I am dizzy now, My lover awaits me, I’ve been gone too long.
So bring me back From the sky Down to light grey From bright blue.
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as long as you keep yourself free from bias, your search for balance will always lead the way home.
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as long as you keep yourself free from bias, your search for balance will always lead the way home.
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You can't be happy while your heart's on the road,
You can't be happy until you bring it home.
Home, to the green fields and me...
Once again.
From
The Green Fields (The Brothers Four)
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