Elton John - High Flying Bird lyrics

Music by elton john Lyrics by bernie taupin Available on the album don't shoot me i'm only the piano player You wore a little cross of gold around your neck I saw it as you flew between my reason Like a raven in the night time when you left I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name You touched it and you wore it And you kept it in your pillow all the same My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms I thought myself her keeper She thought i meant her harm She thought i was the archer A weather man of words But i could never shoot down My high-flying bird The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red You bled upon the cold stone like a young man In the foreign field of d**h Wouldn't it be wonderful is all i heard you say You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight Instead you moved away