Caleb Landry Jones Warm Sun (blue Bird Black Eyes)
In my den we wait last night
Your smile, your eyes y heart's satisfied
Blue bird, black eye perched on the window still
Warm sun of rye tip-toed by my side
And now I wish that you were here
You're so close it's so unclear
Oo-oo-oooo
We'll slave for days in time we'll waste for away
Hope that you know just how I love you so
And now I wish that you were here
You're so close but so unclear
Oo-oo-oooo
