Birds

My feelings are blue,
and my eyes are red.
And on my mind,
I'm only sad.

And no more words to say,
I can't even measure the pain.
It's like there are clouds in my head,
and they're dropping their rain.

I see birds flying,
falling from the sky.
It's like they're with me,
and they also cry.
I see birds flying,
leaving this empty place,
as the teardrops,
are slipping on my face.

In every single way,
I see those travelers.
It seems like everyone's happy,
but me.

And no more words to say,
somehow it's still in there,
my inner light,
will be turned off.

And I see birds flying,
falling from the sky.
It's like they're with me,
and they also cry.
I see birds flying,
leaving this empty place,
as the teardrops,
are slipping on my face.

And I see birds, flying.

I see birds flying,
falling from the sky.
It's like they're with me,
and they also cry.
I see birds flying,
leaving this empty place,
as the teardrops,
are slipping on my face.
And I see birds flying.