The witch is calling for the power
The ancient doors at sacred hour
Are opened letting in this world
Someone who never can be caught
She’s free as eagle in the sky
And you adore her soaring flight…
You see the light beneath her wing
You wish to drink her all and sink
Into the depth of ocean where
You could of keep her yours forever...
But birds belong to wind and sky
Don’t cry my prince, oh please don’t cry!...