Michael Trent L Bird
Little bird, don't stop singing
if it gets too quiet my ears start ringing loud
Oooh so loud
Little bird, hold my heart
Your melody can tear me apart
Little bird, hold my soul
Your little song is bigger than you know
Well old dirt road, keep on winding
Cuz a clear sideline's halfway blindin
I'd rather wait, rather wait, than just find out
Yeah old dirt road, keep windin round
I'm content to just be bound
Yeah old dirt road, do what you do
I'm happy justa followin you
Well cigarette, don't stop burning
Just when our conversation's turning round
Well you just go out
I guess smoking one hundreds would be fine
If just to buy a little time
Yeah man I guess smokin those things would be ok
If just to stretch the time you stay
