Not in my arms, but on my mind   Yes, on my mind, but not in my arms   Time passes by and I watch her fly   Yes, I watch her fly and time passes by      Though it's hard for me I'm going to leave her free   'Cause that would be the best philosophy   Then she'll come to me so I feel that to be real that      This little bird, she can fly away   No salt on her tail   No cage to make her stay      Though it's hard for me I'm going to leave her free   'Cause that would be the best philosophy   She'll come to me so I feel that to be real      This little bird she can fly away   No salt on her tail   No, she can fly away      No cage to maker her stay   This little bird can fly away   No cage to make her stay