If you catch a little bird And you put it in a cage, feed it every day Open the door, it'll fly away It'll be gone, it'll be gone On the wings of the wind Fly on the wings of the wind Once I catch a little bird And I taught her a song it was a silver song Open the door and she was gone She was gone, she was gone On the wings of the wind Through on the wings of the wind And she flew so high Through alone in the sky And was gone Our freedom is like a bird You can put it in a cage, it will fly away Every time it flies away And it will fly so high Through alone in the sky And be gone