When I was a girl, I had a favorite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers widened
Her voice could match the angels in its glory
But she was blind, the lark was blind
An old king came and took her to his palace
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braided
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice
And he prayed
Sing for me, my meadowlark
Sing for me of the silver morning
Set me free, my meadowlark
And I'll buy your priceless jewel
A cloth of brocade and cruel
And I'll love you for life, if you will
Sing for me
And one day as the lark sent by the water
The god of the sun heard her in his flood
And a singing bird said to her
He moved him, so he came and brought her
The gift of sight
He gave her sight
And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendor
Of this beautiful young god, so proud and strong
And he called to the lark in a voice both rough and tender
Come along
Flare
Flare
Fly with me, my meadowlark
Fly with me on the silver morning
Past the sea where the dolphins guard
We will dance on the coral beaches
Make a feast of the plums and peaches
Just as far as your vision reaches
Fly with me
But the meadowlark will not fly with me
The old king said no
For the old king loved her so
She couldn't bear to wound his pride
So the sun god flew away
And when the king came down that day
He found his meadowlark had died
Every time I heard that part
I cried
And then I slunk in the starry night
Oh, just when I thought my heart was finally numb, a beautiful young man appears before me, singing,
Come, oh won't you come, and what can I do if finally for the first time, the one I'm burning for returns the glow.
Oh, if love has come at last, it's picked the worst time, still I know I've got to go.
Fly away, meadowlark, fly away on this silver morning, if I stay, I'll grow to curse the dark.
So it's off where the days won't find me.
I know I'll leave wounds behind me, but I won't let tomorrow find me back this way.
Before my past once again can blind me.
Fly away.
And we won't wait to say goodbye.
My beautiful young man.
And I'm gone.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.