Bird of the Summer
You came with the season, as the first swallow sang
A brown headed stranger, with a five-letter name
We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow
My feet sprouted wings and I flew all the way home
Dooo doo doo
My cheeks red like fire engines racing straight to the heat of your skin
And I know our days are numbered,
Early bird of the summer you'll fly south just as the fall begins
You're a bird of the summer, I was wrong to try and capture you
Flight
Flight
I met someone walking in a park by the lake
He don't fly like we did but he don't fly away
Gone is the pale hand of winter
Here is the first flush of May
And soon I will discover whether birds of the summer fly in circles or just fly away
A brown headed stranger, with a five-letter name
We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow
My feet sprouted wings and I flew all the way home
Dooo doo doo
My cheeks red like fire engines racing straight to the heat of your skin
And I know our days are numbered,
Early bird of the summer you'll fly south just as the fall begins
You're a bird of the summer, I was wrong to try and capture you
Flight
Flight
I met someone walking in a park by the lake
He don't fly like we did but he don't fly away
Gone is the pale hand of winter
Here is the first flush of May
And soon I will discover whether birds of the summer fly in circles or just fly away