Gordon Lightfoot The Way I Feel
The way I feel is like a robin who's babes have flown to come no more! Like a tall oak tree alone and crying when the birds have flown and a nest is bare. Now the woman - Lord! Is like a young bird and a tall oak tree is a young man`s heart. Among it's boughs you find a nesting. When the nights are cool she is warm and dry! You're cold her clean it'll will protect her. Her wings will grow your love will too. When older soon your mighty branches will seize to hold her and she'll fly from you. The way I feel is like a robin who`s babes have flown...
