Listen to my bluebird sing She can't tell you why Deep within her heart, you see She knows I must cry Yeah, cry
If she sits, a lofty perch Strangest color blue Flying is forgotten now She just thinks of you Yeah you
So, get all those blues Must be a thousand hues And each is differently used You just know
You sit there mes-o-merized By the depth of her eyes Can't be categorized
She got soul She got soul She got soul She got soul
Do you think she loves you? Do you think at all?
Soon she's going to fly away Worries of her own Find herself another day And go home, go homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
