Bluebird

Swollen eyes, I spill my guts
In your lap, in my car
For hours on this humid night
I reminisce on better times
I touch your skin, your sweaty palms
It feels so good; one last time
Your mother calls from the house
You turn away, your cold goodbye

What I saw, it wasn't you
Your secret thoughts I never knew
And what I held wasn't true
All my plans have fallen through

Lover please take this knife
And sew my guts back inside
Speak to me and confide
Lover please clarify

What I saw, it wasn't you
Your secret thoughts I never knew
And what I held wasn't true
All my plans have fallen through

Lost in me
The adolescent memory
Of what it means
To love innocently

Bluebirds sing
Their transcendental melody
Of what it means
To love so endlessly



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Newman
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