Lost Bird

Small lies, tiny heart
Your journey has worn you out
I see nothing but shame in your smile
A lost bird’s flying high
Old face, tired ears
Wrong turnings and souvenirs
I see hundreds of memories when you sigh
A lost bird remembers
C’mon choose a day
To say what you have to say
To ask me to come and play in the clouds
I’m a lost bird in a clear sky
Slow down need a rest
Will settle around your nest
I thought I could be your guest
For a while
I’ve had my wings for rent
I fly by accident
I’ve never been a saint; it’s a lie
C’mon give a hand
Welcome me as a friend
Free to come back again anytime
I’m a lost bird in a clear sky