There's a bird in a tree and he's singing to me An enchanting love song of springtimes long gone Oh, please don't fly away Come here and stay Flutter your wings in the breeze Sing, sweetly please Be here with me When I tight close my eyes, such a vision devise Where light patterns grow; where these shadows will go Whence they have sprung As this bird's song is sung To undo what's been done Back, bring me back My family Yet a crow's cawing loud in this harsh winter shroud Hopping around in his cold leafless tree Oh, do get thee away Here must I stay Listening to your wretched tune Where death is never far But never soon
Everything is open to the winds of chance.