I am a bird that's lost and never found the south when it got cold.
But that's OK because following the pack was gettin old.
What will become of me if I never find my way back to you?
I keep searching but there are so many birds with eyes so blue.
I've been looking for so long
Every time I land you're moving on
I don' know how to sing but I'll sing for you
I've forgotten how to love but its slowly coming back
Through a bubble in my head that's never gonna pop.
When I find my bird I'll never try to fly away agin.
For years I have denied her, spent all that time trying to pretend.
Why do we do this to ourselves, putting feelings on the shelf?
Forever I will fly to where you lay your head and nowhere else.
I've been looking for so long
Every time I land you're moving on
I don't know how to sing but I'll sing for you
I've forgotten how to love but its slowly coming back
Through a bubble in my head that's never gonna pop.
I don't know how to sing but I'll sing for you
I've forgotten how to love but its slowly coming back
Through a bubble in my head that's never gonna pop.
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Lyrics submitted by Walker McDermot.