When I was a girl I had a favourite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
Her voice could match the angels' in it's glory
But she was blind
The lark was blind
The north king came and took
Her to his palace
Where the walls were burnished bronze
And golden braid
And he fed her fruit and nuts from
An ivory chalice and he prayed
Sing for me my meadowlark
Sing for me of the silver morning
Set me free my meadowlark
And I'll buy you a priceless jewel
And cloth of brocade and crewel
And I'll love you for life if you will
Sing for me
Than one day as the lark sang by the water
The God of the sun heard her in his flight
And her singing moved him so
He came and brought her
The gift of sight
He gave her sight
And she opened her eyes to
The shimmer and the splendour
Of this beautiful young God
So proud and strong
And he called to the lark in a voice
Both rough and tender
Come along
Fly with me my meadowlark
Fly with me on the silver morning
Past the sea where the dolphins bark
We will dance on the coral beaches
Make a feast of the plums and peaches
Just as far as your vision reaches
Fly with me
But the meadowlark said no
For the old king loved her so
She couldn't bear to wound his pride
And the sun God flew away and
When the king came down that day
He found his meadowlark had died
Every time I heard that part I cried
And now I stand here starry-eyed and stormy
Oh just when I thought my heart was finally numb
A beautiful young man appears before me
Singing come
Oh won't you come
And what can I do if finally for the first time
The one I'm burning for returns the glow
If love has come at last it's picked the worst time
Still I know
I've got to go
Fly away my meadowlark
Fly away in the silver morning
If I stay I'll grow to curse the dark
So it's off where the days won't bind me
I know I leave wounds behind me
But I won't let tomorrow find me
Back this way
Fly away
