The Bird

I might go to the mountains of Spain

And I'll see all the pretty snow,

And I'll dream the dream I dream

No matter where I go

We were still young like when we met,

And I hadn't fucked it all up yet,

And you wanted me to be with you

Like before

What I like about time is it don't ask why

What I like about love is it makes me cry

What I like about the bird is she don't need

Nothing but sky...

And I know you tried to tell me then

No one could bear the shit I put on them

I bet you wonder why you even let me in

Well, so do I.

In my dream I never make you pay

For all the things you did and did not say

I was ready to be good to you

And make you stay

And you took me to the carnival town,

And we rode the rides up and down,

And we watched the birds watch us smile,

And then they flew away

What I like about time is it don't ask why

What I like about love is it makes me cry

What I like about the bird is she don't need

Nothing but sky...

And I know you think my life's a crime

And you talk about it with your wife sometimes

Y'all shake your heads and sigh

Oh believe me, I shake mine.