Lyrics
Over where the grasses grow, soaring over troubled grounds
wonder what s your story
You ll be singing in the night, over where the grasses grow Bird, bird alone with no mate
Soaring on the wind, soaring over troubled grounds, sending mournful soulful sounds
Sending mournful soulful sounds, over where the grasses grow Alone, wonder what s your story
Over where the grasses grow, flying way up there so high
Then out of sight, then out of sight Lincoln, soaring on the wind
Soaring on the wind, then out of sight, wonder what s your story
You ll be singing in the night, turning corners tempting fate, flying circles in the air
Flying way up there so high, soaring on the wind, flying through a clouded sky
Over where the grasses grow, turning corners tempting fate, you re a sight of glory
over where the grasses grow
You re a sight of glory, over where the grasses grow, are you on your way somewhere
Turning corners tempting fate, flying way up there so high
flying way up there so high
Soaring on the wind, are you on your way somewhere, you ll be singing in the night
over where the grasses grow
bird alone with no mate
You re a sight of glory, over where the grasses grow
are you on your way somewhere
over where the grasses grow
Soaring over troubled grounds, then out of sight, over where the grasses grow
then out of sight
Wonder what s your story, turning corners tempting fate, over where the grasses grow
Then out of sight, you ll be singing in the night, over where the grasses grow
You ll be singing in the night, you re a sight of glory Abbey, then out of sight
Bird alone with no mate, bird alone with no mate, sending mournful soulful sounds
Bird alone with no mate, you ll be singing in the night, sending mournful soulful sounds
Flying through a clouded sky, you re a sight of glory Abbey, sending mournful soulful sounds
Over where the grasses grow, soaring on the wind
over where the grasses grow
bird alone with no mate
soaring on the wind
Then out of sight, turning corners tempting fate
Over where the grasses grow, flying way up there so high
Flying circles in the air, wonder what s your story Bird, flying way up there so high
Soaring on the wind, bird alone with no mate Lincoln, you ll be singing in the night
Over where the grasses grow, sending mournful soulful sounds Alone, bird alone with no mate
bird alone with no mate
You ll be singing in the night, then out of sight
Flying way up there so high, soaring on the wind
then out of sight
Sending mournful soulful sounds, flying through a clouded sky, are you on your way somewhere
Wonder what s your story, you ll be singing in the night
you ll be singing in the night
Then out of sight, turning corners tempting fate, you re a sight of glory
You re a sight of glory, over where the grasses grow Lincoln, flying through a clouded sky
You ll be singing in the night, you re a sight of glory Abbey, you ll be singing in the night
you ll be singing in the night
Wonder what s your story, over where the grasses grow
Flying way up there so high, are you on your way somewhere
Sending mournful soulful sounds, wonder what s your story Lincoln, bird alone with no mate
Wonder what s your story, soaring on the wind
Then out of sight, over where the grasses grow Lincoln, you ll be singing in the night