Birds Singing Over Me

The Birds... sing my name Out my window, night and day I lie awake... wondering if I, should reply If it crosses my mind, to be obscure, what should I say I could close the pane of glass, that separates me from the outside Oh, but I would lose the breeze, and the birds singing over me The Birds... sing my name Out my window, night and day I lie awake... wondering if I, should reply I could close the pane of glass, that separates me from the outside Oh, but I would lose the breeze, and the birds singing over me Though I'm awake, and I cannot sleep, something in me finds it all so soothing Like a parent's melody, sung over their baby Be gentle to me, be gentle to me... Be gentle, be gentle, be gentle Be gentle to me, be gentle to me... Be gentle, be gentle, be gentle Be gentle to me The Birds... sing my name Out my window, night and day I lie awake... wondering if I, should reply