Listen to my bluebird sing she can tell you why deep within her heart you see she knows I must cry yeah, cry here she sits aloft that bird strangest color blue flying is forgotten now sh
T thinks of you yeah, you so with all those blues must be a thousand used each was differently used you just know you sit there mesmerized by the depth of her eyes can?t be categorized she got soul she got soul she got soul she got soul do u think she loves you do u think at all soon she?s going to fly away worries of her own find herself another day and go home go home