Darling, I watched
As you patched all the grey
But there's cracks in this pavement
That won't go away
And we'll skip, and we'll tiptoe
But try as we may
This path we have worn has me thinking:
I've been waiting on the spring
And songbirds that sing
Maybe the south isn't all it's cracked up to be
When pepper birds arrive
On telephone lines
That we left empty
That we left bare
Darling, you listened
To every excuse
With your best half a smile
And your "sorry, thank you"s
But my hand on your thigh
As we drive, is no use
As you stare out the window away
And I've been waiting on the spring
And songbirds that sing
Maybe there's still warmth where there used to be
When pepper birds align
Forming shapes in the sky
Then landing collectively
But they won't stay there
And I've been waiting on the spring
And songbirds that sing
Maybe this is worth repeating
When pepper in time
With no semblance of sign
Start their wings beating
Into the air
But they won't stay there