From the recording Soar
For my daughter, Jazz. SOAR, BABY!
Lyrics
SOAR
Italian cream skin, olive green eyes
Gaugin model from the Polynesian isles
Sings with her soul, leads with her heart
Food box to go becomes a greeting card
She keeps to the side that’s sunny
She’s not bent to melancholy woes
And there’s been more times than once she’s
Kept my heart from turning cold
She’s my homing dove
She’s on the ground
She won’t stay down
She keeps to the side that’s sunny
She’s not bent to melancholy
And there’s been more times than once she’s
Kept my heart from turning cold
She lifts her wings; she waves goodbye
She’s gonna try for more
Not just to fly, but soar.