For you, my love, I am right As you start to fall In love, and I see it now The change is bound to happen We'll be so happy For you, my love, I'll be
boxcar In the woods to make our home Make a bed of maple leaves Sleep with doves on the door On the sill what we need Keep our milk in the stream We can make
I have told myself I know A thousand ways to leave this place We must tie our shoes on tight For the march ahead through sleepy beds And we'll get by
the leaves to fall For old John Wayne to save us all I want out both my hands and knees I'm a desperate man and that terrifies me (Hey, ey-) Baby birds
You call yourself (happy) but i'm all worn out (just let us go now) come on out back (but baby it's wet out here) and i can't relax let us go the crowd
We might be outnumbered i fear they will attack i know we won't surrender and we can't hold them back we wore down our last welcome tied our own hands
big it brings that blue bird home to me with you in his beak a chorus of our house we'll sing a tale so big it keeps a blue bird in my ear singing romance
That bird's ready I know He's tired of being alone He's working all on his own Building himself a home And take that finch when he sings See his mate
When they talked her eyes were wide as a wildcat's in the night she seemed so hard pressed for air so he calmed her and smoothed her hair they sat under
I've got all I need And it's right here next to me In the morning In the evening In the warm where you lay The cold would melt away A partner in our
All this talk of what has come The history books have left it out Never mentions finding love And all the facts they don?t own So maybe we should call
