I think I'll have my birds come over Tonight Though my new house is far from the city They might
In the morning with red eyes In the morning when I rise My birds will cry their waking song To anyone who stayed
I think I'll have my birds come over Today Though their red eyes are on my window They may
My country home is open and wide I left the city cause my brain was fried Birds will cry their healing song In the morning, and they'll stayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.