blue bird blue bird sitting on my window sill
singing sweetly out into the morning chill
pouring your heart out like words on a page
yeah the notes float away to the sky
blue bird blue bird tell me what youʼre dreaming of
lovely weather I donʼt know could it be love
shine your feathers fly up and find her
I really hope you do
thereʼs a song in your heart
thereʼs a spring in your step
while youʼre sending for the dreams you have
that havenʼt happened yet
keep on sending those wishes
keep on sending those words
fly away to places where your little song can be heard
and while youʼre perched on empty branches
darling donʼt lose heart
youʼre gonna get there
youʼre gonna find your start
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"Pocketful Of Poetry"- Mindy Gledhill
I don t do well if I m kept behind an office desk inside it makes me lose my mind
Which wonders endlessly where all the birds fly freely with their silhouettes and perfect symmetry
I ve got a pocketful of poetry
I ve got a head full of songs, a heart with wings
You couldn t tie me down to anything and that s enough for me
I draw doodles of eccentric faces in the margin spaces of important papers
Then I hand them in with a comedic grin
You ask if I need help, oh where do I begin?
I ve got a pocketful of poetry
I ve got a head full of songs, a heart with wings
You couldn t tie me down to anything and that s enough for me
People are good, loving, they tell me
Do as you should, all will be well they say
Life is a test, please give the best answer
A or B or C, pick one instantly
What if there s so much more to me?
I ve got a pocketful of poetry
I ve got a head full of songs, a heart with wings
You couldn t tie me down to anything and that s enough for me
I ve got a pocketful of poetry
I ve got a head full of songs, a heart with wings
You couldn t tie me down to anything and that s enough for me
I ve got a pocketful of poetry
I ve got a head full of songs, a heart with wings
You couldn t tie me down to anything and that s enough for me
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