Peter Yarrow / Sue Yardley

If I had wings no one would ask me should I fly.
The bird sings no one asks why.
I can see in myself wings as I feel them.
If you see something else keep your thoughts to yourself.
I'll fly free then.

Yesterday's eyes, see their colors fading away.
They see their sun turning to gray.
You can't share in a dream that you don't believe in.
If you say that you see and pretend to be be me,
You won't be then.

How can you ask if I'm happy goin' my way?
You might as well ask a child at play.
There is no need to discuss or understand me.
I won't ask of myself to become something else.
I'll just be me.

Repeat first verse.