Where Do My Bluebird Fly

Well I know you stroke the setup, baby
Of all the leaves up in the ground
And I know our song is all but healthy
As I see dry leaves falling down

With all this fever in my mind
I could drown in your kerosene eyes
You're just a riddle in the sky
Oh where do my bluebird fly?
Oh where do my bluebird fly?

At the early sign of dawn, of thunder
I see you stir the fog around
As you find that voice and gears of sunset
We'll hear that high and lonesome sound

But I will question every wind
If it's gone through the glow of your eyes
You're just a riddle in the sky
Oh where do my bluebird fly?

I know our life was sold an buried before I knew it was for sale
And I know you stroke your feathers, baby
On all the ghosts along my trail

With all this fever in my mind
I could aim at your kerosene eyes
You're just a target in the sky
Oh where do my bluebird fly?
Oh where do my bluebird fly?
Oh where do my bluebird fly?
Where do my bluebird fly?



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Writer(s): Kristian Matsson
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