Hate To Hate

de Toad

I can fly, yeah
In the sky
I'm a bird, I'm a bird, yeah
It's so nice to be a bird
Flying past this dirty world
It's so nice to be a bird
Always singing not a word
Having fun up in the air
All this space with friends to share
I can fly, yeah
In the sky

I'm a bird, I'm a bird, yeah
Sitting on a tree when the day begins
Waiting for the Sun to come
Singing a song while the night goes to sleep
And the neighbor is counting the beat
Sitting on a tree when the day begins
Waiting for the Sun to come
Singing a song while the night goes to sleep
And the neighbor is counting the beat

It's me
It's me
It's me

Sitting on a tree when the day begins
Waiting for the Sun to come
Singing a song while the night goes to sleep
And the neighbor is counting the beat
It's just the time when I move my wings
What's hard to make 'em flap but still
I've taken off just what a beautiful dream
And fly towards the cotton wood hill

It's me
It's me
It's me

Have you ever been in the land of the cotton wood hill?
Have you ever been in the land of the cotton wood hill?
Have you ever been in the land of the cotton wood hill?
Have you ever been in the land of the cotton wood hill?
Have you ever been in the land of the cotton wood hill?

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