Why would clear blue skies tell lies to me?

Your eyes hold the only clouds I see

but this chill wind has a grip on me.

 

For your love, I'd fell the tallest trees,

I'd shape a boat, I'd find a breeze.

I'd sail it all through the seven seas.

I'd bring you home to me.

 

Far beneath the song of the humming bees,

there's a well of silence in a hollow tree

where the hummingbird can take her ease.

 

This world don't deal

                        much in right and wrong.

Forms of beauty... well, they don't last long.

Best listen up to the songbird's song

 

For your love, I'd fell the tallest trees,

I'd shape a boat. I'd find a breeze.

I'd sail it all through the seven seas.

I'd bring you home to me.

I'd sail it all through the seven seas.

I'd bring you home to me.

 

© 2011 Echotongue Music

 

Songbird's Song

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