The Bird
I will hold your tired wings close to my heart.
I will hold your beating heart in my arms. Words that worry you, don't let them worry you-- You already flew halfway 'round the world We'll do what we have to do and then we rest. Summer's coming. We'll build a nest. We have to fly, you understand, we were just not built to land-- We were built to last What do you hear when I say nothing? But you can't hear me when I repeat one thing? The nest is close, don't close your eyes, We’ll carry on until we fly. I know it's not simple for you, The way I always do what I have to do. Skies are cloudy, skies are clear, The good old days are still right here. I fly to you. I will warm your tired wings with my care. I'm not flying without you anywhere. I know words worry you, but they are feathers too, You're my nest, and I'm your air. |