I see that bird
As he flies
From tree to tree
I know he must be
Just as lonesome as me
That bird
Crying his heart out
He cries
As he flies
From tree to tree
I know he must be
Just as lonesome as me
That bird
All alone
No shelter
No place to
Call his home
I see that bird
As he flies from
Tree to tree
I know he must be
Just as lonesome as me
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