Birds are flying,
outside my window
Birds are crying,
and outside the window
Words are flying all
over the page
Another letter returned to sender
What a shame
At least it's getting warm again
At least I'm still alive
Got through the winter then
Got cabin fever from being inside
I just wish I could fly like
those birds
We were flying
Out of control
You were crying, out in the cold
Our ducks, they were flying,
all in a row
Then I made you cry,
and now my bird has flown
Dogs, they like to chase cats, and they like to eat muskrats,
and cats, dream about fish.
But, they also chase birds,
and we all know what birds like.
Worms, fighting brings pain.
Worms, after it rains.
Worms with
Mars and
Venus brains
Birds are flying,
and outside it's still cold
Feels like I'm dying,
birds reminded me I'm getting old
Words come crying,
all over the page
Another letter, I'll never send her
Could it be I'm slightly to blame?
I can write but it might not ever help
When I'm cooped up all by myself
Must be something about the weather
Makes me want to see you
shake your tail feather again
For one last blink cause
I remember when
We were together we could sing and fly
High in the sky just like those birds
Birds are chirping,
flirting over melting snow
Birds, they tweet, that sweet sound we all
know
After you cried,
all winter the sky stayed
grey.
Somehow I knew that
someday you'd fly away.
Now I'm mourning like a
turtle dove laying low
because there's no more
love flying slow.
They land and feed on seed.
I wish that was my only
An d it's the season for you
to fly back now, spring
When I think about you most, spring
You could migrate in from the coast,
spring
Somehow I know you won't
you