But if I were a bird
I'd go dance in the storm
I'd cross the clouds
I'd listen in the rain
To the symphony of lightning
From her earliest childhood
She didn't know how to speak any other way
Except by screaming softly
These cries and these tears
But if I were a bird
I'd go dance in the storm
I'd cross the clouds
I'd listen in the rain
To the symphony of lightning
Growing up, nothing calmed down
Little storm found herself
Reasons to rain so much
Who could truly love her
Nobody would like to find themselves
In the heart of a storm, admit it
There are reasons to cry
She has her reasons, though
And if I were a bird
I'd go dance in the storm
I'd cross the clouds
I'd listen in the rain
To the symphony of lightning
Could escape the wind
No reason to envy the sun
To the rhythm of my tears
The turmoil of my songs
Will come to warm hearts
But I'm one of those birds
That make us dance in the storm
I'll cross every cloud
Singing in the rain
To the symphony of lightning