SnowbirdAnne MurrayWritten by Gene MacLellanPeaked at # 8 in 1970Beneath this snowy mantle cold and cleanThe unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to greenThe snowbird sings the song he always singsAnd speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in springWhen I was young my heart was young then, tooAnything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would doBut now I feel such emptiness withinFor the thing that I want most in life's the thing that I can't win CHORUS Spread your tiny wings and fly away And take the snow back with you Where it came from on that day The one I love forever is untrue And if I could you know that I would Fly away with youThe breeze along the river seems to sayThat he'll only break my heart again should I decide to staySo, little snowbird, take me with you when you goTo that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow CHORUSYeah, if I could I know that I would fl-y-y-y-y away with you
