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The pain of losing you

Well it made me an angry man

Was there something else that I could do

Was it over, had I a chance?

So I listened once again

To my bluebird sing

Oh yes and children

How she made the mountains sing

Now it haunts me still

That gentle voice of spring

Oh my precious, my soul sister,

My blueyed sparrow

Come back, come back

I can put away the cages

Come back, come back

I can put away the rages

Come back, come back

Can we turn the next page,

Together

Listen to my bluebird laugh,

She can't tell you why

Deep within her heart you see,

She knows only cryin'

There she sits a lofty perch

Strangest color blue

Flyin' is forgotten now,

Thinks only of you

Get into all those blues,

Must be a thousand hues

And each is differently used,

You just know

You sit there mesmerized

By the depth of her eyes

I can tell you no lies

She's got soul

Soon she's going to fly away

Sadness is her own,

Give herself a bath of tears

And go on home

So I listened once again

To my bluebird sing

Oh yes and children

How she made the mountains ring

Now it haunts me still

That voice of spring

Oh my precious, my soul sister,

My blueyed sparrow

Fly back home



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Jeffrey Anbinder

The Sexiest Man in Ithaca Radio

jta1@cornell.edu