Perhaps I'll be a bird one day if I am good enough and I'll spread out and fly way and give up all this stuff I am from a country land where beauty only grows and though I'd love to leave some day I'd dare not ever go And should you see my sister she is small and gold They will not hear a word you say they don't believe in souls Perhaps I'll be a bird one day if I am good enough and I'll get up and fly way and give up all this stuff I am from a country land where beauty only grows and though I'd dream to leave some day I'd dare not ever go And should you see my sister They are small and gold They will not hear a word you say they don't believe in souls I am no deceiver I am a believer I am no deceiver