No Salt on Her Tail
Not in my arms, but on my mind
Yes, on my mind, but not in my arms.
Time passes by and I watch her fly
Yes, I watch her fly, and time passes by.
Though itís hard for me, Iím going to leave her free
Cause that would be the best philosophy. Then sheíll come to me.
So I feel that to be real that...
This little bird, she can fly away;
No salt on her tail, no cage to make her stay.
Though itís hard...