Drunk on a morning sky
it's the kind of day
you wanna wrap your arms around
watching the white birds fly as they circle up and float in space
preaching their religion without a sound
and I'm bursting with Everything
and I'm light as a cloud
'cause Love is filling me up
it's taking the edges off my heart
and Love just won't let me be
I'm floating just like a leaf in it's stream
what a lovely thing
and I know the world's gone mad
crazy with greed
but I can't fix it all today
'cause my rollercoaster heart is climbing up it's track oh yeah
and there ain't a damn thing in it's way
and I'm stuoid with aimless glee
and I'm talking to the trees
chorus
Bird York - Lovely Thing Lyrics
Bird York - Lovely Thing Lyrics
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Drunk on a morning sky
it's the kind of day
you wanna wrap your arms around
watching the white birds fly as they circle up and float in space
preaching their religion without a sound
and I'm bursting with Everything
and I'm light as a cloud
'cause Love is filling me up
it's taking the edges off my heart
and Love just won't let me be
I'm floating just like a leaf in it's stream
what a lovely thing
and I know the world's gone mad
crazy with greed
but I can't fix it all today
'cause my rollercoaster heart is climbing up it's track oh yeah
and there ain't a damn thing in it's way
and I'm stuoid with aimless glee
and I'm talking to the trees
chorus
it's the kind of day
you wanna wrap your arms around
watching the white birds fly as they circle up and float in space
preaching their religion without a sound
and I'm bursting with Everything
and I'm light as a cloud
'cause Love is filling me up
it's taking the edges off my heart
and Love just won't let me be
I'm floating just like a leaf in it's stream
what a lovely thing
and I know the world's gone mad
crazy with greed
but I can't fix it all today
'cause my rollercoaster heart is climbing up it's track oh yeah
and there ain't a damn thing in it's way
and I'm stuoid with aimless glee
and I'm talking to the trees
chorus