Sapphires and greensCaught me in a webThey draw me inA stroke of gold by the handI waited patiently, but my feathers were boundAnd all I remember, was the soundFire in me, is turning into coalAll the treasures I held, have long ago been soldI'm waiting patiently, but my feathers are boundAnd all I can think of, is the soundMother hold me tight, just for a little whileI need to change directionMother hold me tight, while I drink the twilight, just for a little while (just for a while)Mother hold me tight, just for a little whileI need to change directionMother hold me tight, while I drink the twilight, just for a little while
