The Bird of Music

Play me a sad song because That's what I want to hear. I want you to make me cry. I want to remember the places that we left, Lost to the mists of time. I know that you'll go soon. You'll find out so take me with you always. On buses that move throug

We both know it's going to be another long winter The kind that freezes shut the doors of early spring But I'll still let you in When I hear you knocking, with a whisper I'll open the doors and I'll let you in Depressing things are empty beds and lon

Don't see the sorrow Don't let it creep up through your skin 'Cause I read somewhere- What you like, you'll find again you'll find it again I'm on the edge Of not wanting to feel this way anymore But I will still try to learn my lessons With no mista

A dream of togetherness Turned into a brighter mess A faint sign my spoken best Now, now Make way for the simple hours No finding the time its ours A fate or it's a desire I know So I was the lucky one Reading letters, not writing them Taking picture