A Secret - Jerry Jeff Walker

Take me on your magic trip

Show me the world you see

All I can do is set you free

And grant you the right to be

With the gentleness of a frightened bird

As sensitive as the wind

She came to me so soft and warm

And nestled deep within

She said she was an orphan child

No one had cared for her

She’d found a home at thirteen years

It was hardly more than shelter

Her foster was a kindly man

Who travelled far away

The wife, she was a lonely soul

With barely a word to say

She came to me on velvet shoes

As open as the sky

She said, «Sir Knight, please carry me

I haven’t wings to fly»

I took her close and held her there

And whispered in her ear

The song the birds had taught to me

And the secret to the air

She looked at me with hopelessness

Of one who cannot try

As I alone flew towards the sun

She withered and she died

Take me on your magic ship

Show me the world you see

All I can do is set you free

And grant you the right to be