The Birds Sing Goodnight To You And Me

When the Robin spreads his wings and sings I'm reminded of many beautiful things and I hear the pretty sound of him strumming my heart strings when the Robin spreads his wings and sings. Whenthe Robin spreads his wings and sings I feel a love that ne

Walking through the park as evening grows dark, catching bugs in the air around our hair. Straying from the path down onto the grass, all the stars in the sky know we are there. When the moon's in its last quarter and the black swans are out on the w