The Black Crow Keeps Flying کے بول

See the black crow fly Flying through the sky And the wind is howling Won't you tell me why See the black crow fly Flying through the sky And the wind is howling Won't you tell me why Tell me why Invent a train well it left to soon And I'm laughing at the moon Well I invent a train, But it left to soon Now I'm standing in the doorway And I'm laughing at the moon Fly so high And I fall so low I might loose my mind Worried no more Fly so high Fall so low Loose my mind Worried no more Loose my mind, worried no more The black crow fly I know somebody Put a thing on me And you know I can't see Well I know somebody Put a thing on me Got my eyes wide open But Lord I can't see Got my eyes wide open But Lord I can't see The black crow keeps flying...