The Birds

Like morning dew frozen where it fell

If you longed for love little you could tell

Is it just the birds and the blues of the wintertime

Is it just the birds and the blues?

It draws you down back under its spell

And it churns you and turns the pearl out from the shell

Is it just the birds and the blues of the wintertime

Is it just the birds and the blues?

You try to take some sunlight for this side

But you cannot break the turning of the tide

Is it just the birds and the blues of the wintertime

Is it just the birds and the blues?

Is it just the birds and the blues