Bluebird

Listen to my bluebird laugh She can't tell you why Deep within her heart, you see She knows only crying Just crying There she sits, aloft at perch Strangest color blue Flying is forgotten now Thinks only of you Just you Oh yeah So, get all those blues Must be a thousand hues And be just differently used You just know You sit there mesmerized By the depth of her eyes That you can't categorize She got soul She got soul She got soul She got soul Do you think she loves you Do you think at all Soon she's going to fly away Sadness is her own Give herself a bath of tears And go home, and go home --- Bluebird - Buffalo Springfield