not a folk artist just love to sing

            The Swan

When I was a child I danced to the moon and sang to the moon and called to the moon
I cried to the spirit in the air to lift me up and keep me there for I was free and I was wild
And I was the ugly duckling
When I was a child I danced on the earth and sang to the earth and called to the earth
I cried to the spirit of the land to keep me safe to hold my hand for I was free and I was wild
And I was the ugly duckling
When I was a child I danced through fire flames a burning higher and higher for I was free and I was wild
And I was the ugly duckling
When I was a child I danced in the waves and sang to the waves and called to the waves
I laughed with the spirit in the waterfall and my wounds were healed one and all
For I was the ugly duckling

Now I am grown I dance with the moon sing to the moon and call to the moon
I laugh with the spirit in the air for she caught me up and kept me there and I am free as bird on wing
But not the ugly duckling
Now I am grown I dance with the earth and sing to the earth and call to the earth
For the spirit of the land held my hand to help me grow and help me know that I am free
But not the ugly duckling
Now I am grown I dance with the fire flames a burning higher and higher for I am free a child of fire
But not the ugly duckling
Now I am grown I dance with the waves sing to the waves and call to the waves
And I laugh with the spirit in the waterfall and our laughter echoes, becomes a roar
For not the ugly duckling