I look up to the little bird that across the sky. He sings the clearest melody. It makes me want to cry. It makes me want to sit back down and cry, cry, cry, yeah. . I walk along the city streets
I look up to the little bird that across the sky. He sings the clearest melody. It makes me want to cry. It makes me want to sit back down and cry, cry, cry, yeah. . I walk along the city streets