Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Wherever You May Be

Why don’t you blow down south little birdie?
Winter is drawing near
Your brothers and sisters left in a hurry
Nothing is holding you here

It’s the right time … to ride on the wind
Just spread your wings and glide
Take it down south … hitchhike it in
Get off when you arrive
Get off when you arrive

Swimming the wind up over the city
Snug in the breast of the air
The city at night is glittering pretty
Looking much better from there

While you fly high … up in the sky
You’re blessed to be a bird
You got the right to ride ... the wind in the night
Far above the world
Far above the world

It’s lovely to see you do what you need to
God you’ve got such style!
Once you can see it nothing’s a secret
Been waiting right there all the while

And you go so … gentle and sure
Wherever you may be
As if you knew you’ve … been here before
Wherever you may be
Wherever you may be



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