Melody From the Birds Songtext
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My love, my love! I'll sing to you now-
before this love is no longer ours
I'm old enough to now know "the ways":
that time allows love to stray.
I've watched you swimming for an hour,
arranged a bouquet of wild-flowers
but these lines I write, they're only words
I stole this melody from the birds.
before this love is no longer ours
I'm old enough to now know "the ways":
that time allows love to stray.
I've watched you swimming for an hour,
arranged a bouquet of wild-flowers
but these lines I write, they're only words
I stole this melody from the birds.
But, do believe my honesty:
I know your heart's a tender thing--
and I can be a tender man
"What is it you need?"
That's what I am!
I've watched you drying in the heat,
counted every freckle upon your cheek-
but when I sing it's only words!
I stole this melody, from the birds.
I know your heart's a tender thing--
and I can be a tender man
"What is it you need?"
That's what I am!
I've watched you drying in the heat,
counted every freckle upon your cheek-
but when I sing it's only words!
I stole this melody, from the birds.
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