Текст песни Rolling Hills - Birds of Paradise

I swear I saw and angel
He looked like a white dove
He spoke to me
In a voice so sweet
I better see you come home tonight
One two three four
East of the river you'll find my home
Wade through the wheat fields that nobody owns
The trees and breeze will welcome you
When you're on your way home
I better see you come home tonight
So take me to the land of the rolling hills
Oh in spring thunder rolls those hills still
When you see me flying by
Wait for the rainbow in the eastern skies
I swear I saw and angel
He looked like a white dove
He spoke to me
In a voice so sweet
He said come to the sky where I belong
They all wait for you to come home
Why do you ignore all of the signs
Why do you fight this fight all alone
Don't feel discouraged little birdie now
You'll take to the sky some sunny day
Please don't choose to end all of it right now
I'm sure someone out there will miss your face
Going through the forests
Going through the hillsides
Going through trees
Going through trees
Going through the forests
Going through the hillsides
Going through trees
With all the falling leaves
I swear I saw and angel
He looked like a white dove
He spoke to me
In a voice so sweet