The Bird
When I came down from the tree
The birds became my family
When I opened my eyes
I found I could still fly
And everything I'd ever wanted was mine
And by no account was I losing my mind
When I came down from the sky
I saw the look in your eye
She said she was a dreamer
We drift, I lent her my hand
Now I'm growing tired, it's been a long day
When springtime comes around again, I'll open my eyes
Autor(es): The HMS Welding Accident