David Kitt And Your Bird Can Sing
Tell me that you've got everything you want
And your bird can sing
But you don't get me
You don't get me
You say you've seen seven wonders
And your bird is green
But you can't see me
You can't see me
When your prized possessions
Start to wear you down
Look in my direction
I'll be round
I'll be round
When your bird is broken
Will it bring you down?
You may be awoken
I'll be round
I'll be round
Tell me that you've heard every sound there is
And your bird can swing
But you can't hear me
You can't hear me