On the Wings of an Eagle | John Denver|

Oh, my home is in the mountains I am free, I am free I am one with wind and eagles I am free Given wings to sail in gracefulness The sky, the sky Given voice to sing in breathlessness I find that I can fly (Fly away) I been a long time on the highway I been a long time one the run And it gets to be like chaos When I'm so long away from home And sometimes it's just too much to bare And I hide behind my eyes I can picture friendly faces And I can dream of friendly skies And I guess that I'm the lucky one For the truth of what I know For my heart has not denied me And I have somewhere to go I shall never be a prisoner Trix steel and glass and stone If I leave I will return again To my rocky mountain home Oh, my home is in the mountains I am free, I am free I am one with wind and eagle I am free Given wing to sail in gracefulness The sky, the sky Given voice to sing in breathlessness I find that I can fly, fly away In the hands of my father In the light of the sunshine On the wings of an eagle I'm flying again (I'm flying again) I'm flying again (I'm flying again) I'm flying again (I'm flying again) I'm flying again