The Bird Lyrics - Wuthering Heights

I feed off light, light is my source 

All evil thoughts and painful memories 

Are washed away by the radiance 

Of golden spring 

Standing as a flaming torch 

On the road of time 

Past, present and future gathered in one force 

Physical pleasure, summer is mind 

I'm dying in the darkness 

I'm living in the light 

I'm but a song, a voice in the wind 

And I feel like flying 

The wheel has turned, the flame still burns 

No more hiding under the ice 

I'm but a song, the wind carries me on 

The bird of light shall rise 

I feed off light, light is my source 

Past, present and future gathered in one force 

Summer I greet thee 

Thou art my time and I feel like flying 

The wheel has turned, the flame still burns 

No more hiding under the ice 

I'm but a song, the wind carries me on 

The bird of light shall rise as winter dies 

Hot is the fire now burning 

Bright are the songs they play 

But when the winter spirits 

Once more take the sun away 

Will it be forever? 

Will it be forever? 

Will it be forever?