Pipe Dreams

When there were no birds in the sky
I remember those days
You used to tell me
That you loved me
Then you had to go away, away

There were no Blue Jays in the sun
(No leaves on the trees)
Only grim clouds everywhere
(No touch of a breeze)
There were no Blue Jays in the sun
(No leaves on the trees)
Only grim clouds everywhere
(No touch of a breeze)

There are no words to deny
As I waited by the window
Anticipating your alibis
Oh how you never heard me cry
Cry

There were no Blue Jays in the sun
(No leaves on the trees)
Only grim clouds everywhere
(No touch of a breeze)
There were no Blue Jays in the sun
(No leaves on the trees)
Only grim clouds everywhere
(No touch of a breeze)
There were no Blue Jays in the sun
(Blue Jays in the sun)
Only grim clouds everywhere
(No touch of a breeze)
There were no Blue Jays in the sun
(Blue Jays in the sun)
Only grim clouds everywhere
(No touch of a breeze, breeze)
Breeze
Breeze