Lyrics

I've got a little bluebird in my heart That wants to sing, wants to get out But I'm too tough for him There are songs that I would sing If my memory let me write them out But I'm too tired for that And buried deep inside Of everyone I know There is something that implies That we are not alone And this bird that's in my heart Wants to get out, would love to be heard But I'm too clever for my own good And buried deep inside Of everyone I know There is something that implies That we are not alone That bird cannot be free Until the day that I accept That we are not what we have been And buried deep inside Of everyone I know There is something that implies That we are not alone In my pocket I keep these words, Written and said by better men In the hopes that when I'm feeling down I will read them to myself and remember What they mean to me
Writer(s): Michael Edward Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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