Yellow Bird

Life in this small town can be lonely can be hard When you're shooting for the stars but living in your car One day I'll fly away a little bird told me And I'll find my true love under a sycamore tree Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Driving my Winnebago down the I85 Wondering where I'm going, what I'm doing with my life The winds are blowing wild The plains are awful bleak Then I heard your song under that sycamore tree Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Oooooooh Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine When our kids are grown and it's only you and me Living in the house we built to hold our family We'll look back at every road and remember every dream But we'll always return to that sycamore tree Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Life in this small town can be lonely can be hard Driving my Winnebago, but you're living in your car One day I'll fly away, and follow every dream Holding onto hope that you'll find your way to me And I'll find my true love, find my true love Under the sycamore tree Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine Yellow bird, one day you'll be mine