Little Kite

This song is by a Jewish songwriter named Abie Rotenberg.

At the end of this song, the following line is my favorite:

"....I do understand, You have been tugging and pulling the string in my hand."

Little Kite - Lyrics and Song by Abie Rotenberg

The sky’s bright and clear, the winds blow strong
Winter has passed now the suns shining proud
What a glorious day to send up a kite
To dance and soar high over the clouds

Through the traffic and noise, I ran to the park
An island surrounded with castles of stone
With my kite and a spool of clear plastic line
We journey together a long way from home

Little kite tell me, for I cannot fly
Can you see distant oceans and mountains so high
But most of all tell me, for I cannot see
Is there a God in heaven, does he know of me?

Lighter than air, my little kite flew
Riding the wind like an eagle in flight
So far away now just a speck in the sky
Reaching the heavens it vanished from sight

Little kite tell me, for I cannot fly
Can you see distant oceans and mountains so high
But most of all tell me, for I cannot see
Is there a God in heaven, does he know of me?

Well someone passed by, and looked at me strange
He asked what you doing on this day so fair?
Flying a kite, well how could that be
Cant you see little boy there’s nothing up there

Little kite tell me why I’ve been so blind
Using my eyes oh in place of my mind
For though I can’t see you I do understand
You’re tuggin’ and pullin’ the string in my hand