Byrd

There's a pretty place

You'd like to own

Near the market next to me

There's a little space

In my heart with grace

I'll visit everyday

And every place you go

I'll always be a shadow

That follows

And everything you see

Isn't really what it seems

Believe me

You're so oddly tensed

On your toes what else

You're gone completely mad

Just give me, oh give me some trust

Don't be so insensitive

'Cause these are my feelings

Hold on, my dear world

Search the father well

Feel my wrath begin

Find a way to ease

My pain