my bird fly free
from your cage
fly down South
where the orange
groves are sweet
and where the sun never sets
on the golden sand
you'll be free from worry
free of gloom
and I hope to head down
to see you soon
no one matters to me
only you
my baby bird so blue
blue enough to match the sky
as blue as the tears in my eyes
when I told you goodbye
i'll hope and pray
you'll come back my way
eventually
Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
my bird fly free
from your cage
fly down South
where the orange
groves are sweet
and where the sun never sets
on the golden sand
you'll be free from worry
free of gloom
and I hope to head down
to see you soon
no one matters to me
only you
my baby bird so blue
blue enough to match the sky
as blue as the tears in my eyes
when I told you goodbye
i'll hope and pray
you'll come back my way
eventually
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