Bad Company
Bad Company
Seagull
Seagull, you fly across the horizon
Into the misty mornin' sun
Nobody asks you where you are going
Nobody knows where you're from
Here is a man asking the question
Is this really the end of the world?
Seagull, you must have known for a long time
The shape of things to come
Now you fly through the sky
Never asking why
And you fly all around
'Til somebody shoots you down
Seagull, you fly across the horizon
Into the misty mornin' sun
Nobody asks you where you are going
Nobody knows where you're from
Now you fly through the sky
Never asking why
And you fly all around
'Til somebody shoots you down
And you fly away today
And you fly away tomorrow
Seagull, go on, you fly, leave me to my sorrow
Fly, fly, go on and fly
