Grace Cummings
Fly a Kite
Go fly a kite
Tie your troubles to the tail
There's joy flying by
Bring your daughters for the day

The day is nearer to darkness
Let the breeze wash away all your tears
It's not heavy
It's just easier here

Throw your arms around
Your lover for a while
I still make a pretty sound
Just to make you smile

Just like my kite when it is flying
With the eagle up in the clouds
I am flying just like the eagle
Nothing can stop me now

Listening to the radio hour
His voice rolls on like the tide
I wish I was born way back then
I'd fly my kite all the time

And I would never think to worry
I would never feel any pain
I would lie my head on my pillow
And dream of flying my kite again