Sweetheart the thought of you… never leaves me
Following me round every bend I turn
And though sometimes this world can be deceiving
You're my flame of truth that always burns
Little Eagle so far up I can hardly see you
But there's a fire in your wings I can see
The laughter in your eyes always shines thru
And the love in your heart's like the sea...
The blood in your veins, O it runs true
You're every dream I dreamed… silently.
Child of the wind and the wild blue…
Eagles were born to be free.
Little angel of mine… just a little crazy
Wild flower in the garden of time
My hair is graying, thoughts get hazy…
But I love you… daughter of mine.
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