[ Featuring The Birds ]
He sits in his apartment
Playing blues guitar
From the balcony I can watch
The trams and passing cars.
But if I turn from the window
I'll see him sitting there
On the sofa that's lost its stuffing
Feet on a plastic chair
He knows what he wants
And it's all in six strings
And I know how I'll feel
When he starts to sing
And oh my old lovers
What shall I do with
All the love songs I wrote for you
They come to me in dreams
When I'm feeding the birds
When I'm doing the dishes
When I'm lost for words.
And oh my old lovers
Do you hear them too
In the mornings
Before you open your eyes
Do they whisper to you
So many love songs from
I don't know when
Let's turn round let's start this album again.
So many love songs from
I don't know when
Let's turn round let's start this album again
