Nightingale

Low
Sunrise and I see her eyes
They're wide with color, they're wide
I turn and we break the spell
I try to tell, but I don't
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Don't you cry
So sad and my eyes go dead
So red, so empty, so red
You smile while I chase my tail
You laugh like hell, but I don't
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Don't you cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale
Oh nightingale