Pretty, pretty
Blue Bird.
I'll bet you no one's heard
that lovely song you like to sing
when you think no one's
listening.
Listen, Listen!
Angels here.
The silent winds drew near..
I'd wished they set your music free
forever to drift
back to me.
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 4:35 AM UTC
Pretty, pretty
Blue Bird.
I'll bet you no one's heard
that lovely song you like to sing
when you think no one's
listening.
Listen, Listen!
Angels here.
The silent winds drew near..
I'd wished they set your music free
forever to drift
back to me.
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