Walkabouts Polly
If the wild-bird could speak He'd tell of places you have been He's been in my dreams And he knows all the ways of the winds Polly, come home again Spread your wings to the wind I fell much of the pain As it begins Dreams cover much time Still they leve blind the will to begin I searched for you there And now look for you within Polly, come home again Spread your wings to the wind I fell much of the pain As it begins Polly, come home again Spread your wings to the wind I fell much of the pain As it begins
