Listen to my Bluebird sing She can tell you why Deep within her heart you see She knows I must cry Yeah, cry
Here she sits aloft that bird Strangest color blue Flying is forgotten now She just thinks of you Yeah, you
So with all those blues Must be a thousand used Each was differently used You just know You sit there mesmerized By the depth of her eyes Can't be categorized
She got soul She got soul She got soul She got soul She got soul
Do U think she loves you? Do U think at all?
Soon she's going to fly away Worries of her own Find herself another day And go home Go home
