Our Song

March 15, 2019 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Come hear the blackbirds in the blossoming tree.
Mark their song well, ’cause it sings for you and me.
Try standing still, listen, dear, don’t be coy.
What we hear is the song of our moments of joy.
And this moment will last while the blackbirds sing.
As long as their song lives in us, we take wing.
Wherever I am, I’m not lonely and blue.
Wherever I go, I will be with you.
My heart can be heard, but my eye does not see.
You sing our song under a blossoming tree.
Wherever I am I’m not lonely and blue.
Wherever I go, I will be with you.
My heart can be heard, but my eye does not see.
You sing our song under a blossoming tree.

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