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Oh, the beggar on his cornerstone
Catches pity on his wrinkled hand
But the lover whose bird has flown
Catches nothing, only grains of sand
All the children in the distant house
They have feelings only children know
But the lover whose bird has flown
Catches nothing, only grains of snow
The sensation is not new to you
It's something you all have known
You get it, it goes right through you
Yes, it's something we all have known
And the bird it has flown
To a place on it's own
Somewhere all alone
Oh, the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the lover whose bird has flown
He has his heartache just the same as me
The sensation is not new to you
It's something you all have known
You get it, it goes right through you
Yes, it's something we all have known
And the bird has flown
Oh, the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the lover whose bird has flown
He has his heartache just the same as me
I can't stand it
My bird has flown
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