So what if your heroes changed their minds

And all you thought was right flew out the window

And all you based your life on wasn't real



So what if your hero sells its soul

And all your wildest dreams seem dull and dreary

And all your secret thoughts seem cheap and lonesome



What you going to do so all alone now



Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing



So what if your hero fades away

And all the things you thought were orange were gray now

Who is it who brings you some new colors



So what if your hero never was

What you going to do

So all alone there



Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing



It's partly sunny, it's partly rain, mostly curious

Or full of pain

You could learn to love yourself

Singing to the birds



And what if your hero never was

And all the time you wasted wasn't real

And all your wounds decided just to heal

And all your wildest dreams were full of color

And all your secret thoughts belonged to you

What you going to do so all alone here



Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing



It's partly sunny, partly rain, mostly curious or full of pain

You got to learn to count on someone

'Cause it's mostly pain

And it's kind of curious when it rains and

You could learn to love yourself

You could learn to love yourself

You could even learn to be yourself

Singing to the birds