Birds come in to town to my house
I don't like it when they leave
They're there mainly in the morning
No, I don't like it when they go
I just want them to be comfortable
I think they want me to be comfortable too
My window is big
You are welcome to come rest here by it
Birds come from all around to my house
They eat the bugs in the pool
When it's clean they might never come back
I should just leave it alone
Wrong to say that I am giving up
Right to say that I ain't showing up
I've got pictures at my home and doors that transform me alone
Sunny days should leave a message on my phone
I don't think I'm gonna miss you much
For I've got dials and knobs soft to the touch
All your lectures will become converted into static hum
Sunny days should leave a message on my phone
Oh, to sleep per chance to dream
To live again those joyous scenes
The laughter and the follies that
Are locked away inside my head