The Wind-Up Bird

Somebody said that it's red

But she knows it's blue

There are so many things in her life

That she wants to do

Sometimes she cries

Waving her sad goodbyes

She says: "Life is a mystery

It's a tree with a wind-up bird"

With a wind-up bird

Sometimes she smiles

(Sometimes she is Charlie Chaplin)

Charlie C. for a while

She says: "Life is a mystery

It's a tree with a wind-up bird"

The change in the weather

Is changing her mood today

With a wind-up bird

There are so many things in her life

That she has to say

With a wind-up bird

Sometimes she hurts

(Sometimes she can be a dying tree)

Using bitter words

She says: "Life is a dying tree

Look at me

I'm a wind-up bird"

"I'm a wind-up bird"

Her head is an attic

Packed with broken things

She cannot remember them

Only when she sings

Sometimes it rains

(Sometimes it is raining diamonds)

Diamonds in her brain

She says: "Life is a mystery

It's a tree with a wind-up bird"

(Wind-up bird)

With a wind-up bird

(Wind-up bird)

With a wind-up bird

(Wind-up bird)