You're a blackbird flying through the night
You're a fire that I wouldn't want to fight
You're empty as the sky
So forget yourself and I'll show you how to fly
Oh, you're my angel
You left your wings on the kitchen table
I was in a hurry to be young and able
You're so pretty when you lie
So forgive yourself and I'll show you to cry
You're my mountain
The one I'm training to climb
I have to be careful
Take it one foot at a time
Beautiful as a rhyme
You were written by a poet
Painted by artist back in time
You're a blackbird flying through the night
You're a fire that I wouldn't want to fight...