Bird On The Beach - Eric Burdon

Stood with my kid on the lonely windswept beach

The winter sun was on the horizon, and we were both out of reach

She ran ahead of me looking for the next surprise

Our souls were wet from the incoming tide

She stopped and looked at me Lord, with tears in her eyes

It’s only a dead bird, and his soul has gone to the sky

He’s free, not like you and me

He’s free, not like you and me

I never ever thought, that you would be so out of reach

And the lonely times have been like poison, child

I wish I could practice, what I preach

Then I can release these feelings, that I’ve been holding deep inside

Been missing you so much baby, the only healer can be time

By then you will have forgotten the dead bird on the beach

But please, don’t forget your father, child, Cause he’s out of reach

Yeah, my dream is to be free, free, free, freedom for you and me

Yeah free, free, free, freedom for you and me

You’ll hear my music in the wind

Hearbeat like the rolling tide

One thing, you can be sure of, my love

Wherever you go, I’ll hold your love inside

And I take a look, don’t cry

Even if he was livin' and you had him in your hands

You’d still have to open up and let him fly

That bird must be free!

She stopped and looked at me Lord, with tears in her eyes

It’s only a dead bird, and his soul has gone to the sky

He’s free, not like you and me

He’s free, not like you and me

Freedom

Freedom for you and me

Freedom

Freedom

Free

Freedom…