Love On The Wing

This one came with no guarantee

Came without instructions

Without directions it'll leave

Dusty blue and gray cobweb green

Love to whisk you away

It's just the whisky talking

On your mobile device

To touch base and not to face

Could never suffice

Cautiously desperate

Yet no guarantee

Dusty blue gray

And cobweb green

You won't see me soar or fly

I'm the shyest in the sky, by far

and the star for which all evenings wait

Lady in waiting, man in a rush

Cedar waxwing and a hermit thrush

He's the star for which all evenings wait

You are the dusk, you feel his ache

darkness then bring

Love on the wing, love on the wing

Brown-eyed creeper with the deep dark eyes

I'd like to keep her in paradise

But she makes her own in dead or dying trees

I close my eyes it ain't her I see

But the yellow warbler I adore

Me she ignores

Last to leave in autumn

And the first one back in spring

Love on the wing, love on the wing

See the barn swallow, smell the gunsmoke

lonely tomorrow, hear the farm choke

Baby--Love on the wing

It's down to a finch, or a common house wren

Can't stand the stench of either of them

I could go back to the one, for the one there who waits

For me to return and sing

Who knows what tomorrow may bring?

I am the star for which all evenings wait

You are the dusk, feel my ache, darkness brings

Love on the wing

She didn't mean a thing

Love on the wing, love on the wing