it can start as fear of the unknown 
especially when we spend our time alone 
but love stood in the doorway that night 
like a wild bird poised before flight 

it flies 
it flies 
it soars over burning skies 
it dives 
and sails 
and its spirit never fails 

it's not the way you thought that it would be 
yet everything's in focus and you're free 
so you watch the black tipped feathers of the bird 
and you never have to say a word 

it flies 
it flies 
it soars over burning skies 
it dives 
and sails 
and its spirit never fails 

everything you dreamed of doing 
suddenly you can 
everything except to understand... 
how the snow goose came to find your home 
and why you feel so blest at times 
at times so all alone 

it flies 
it flies 
it soars over burning skies 
it dives 
and sails 
and its spirit never fails 

it wails 
and cries 
but its spirit never dies 
 

Words & Music by Harriet Schock