Album: Bomb In A Birdcage (2009)

Bird Of The Summer

You came with the season
As the first swallow sang
A brown headed stranger
With a five-letter name {do, do, do, do, do, do, do}

We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow
My feet sprouted wings and I flew all the way home {do, do, do, do, do, do, do}

My cheeks red like fire engines racing
Straight to the heat of your skin
And I know the days are numbered,
Early bird of the summer
You'll fly south just as the fall begins

The leaves changed our color
And the schoolyards were filled
My coat with the patches
Barely keeps out the chill {do, do, do, do, do, do}

You sent me a postcard from a town out of state
I wish it were warmer and I hope you're the same {do, do, do, do, do, do, do}

The fields where we wandered were golden
Now only mud in my boots
And I know I should recover
You're the bird of the summer
I was wrong to try and capture you

Flight, flight
Flight, flight

A midsummer walk in a park by the lake.
He don't fly like we did but he don't fly away. {do, do, do, do, do}

Gone is the pale hand of winter
Here is the first flush of May

And soon I will discover
Whether birds of the summer
Fly in circles or just fly away