Testo Gild The Lily

Sittin' under the cypress tree, I saw a miracle flyin' high
I tuned into the song that she was singin'
The melody was an honest friend and it felt like I was learnin' to fly
But I fear I'll never know the feelin'

It must be nice
It must feel good
To just be heard And it might sound a bit absurd
I'd sing along with the birds
I'd sing along if I only knew the words
I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words

Starin' into the wishin' well has got you feelin' a particular way
You can't stand to see your own reflection
So toss a penny and close your eyes and try to think of somethin' to say
And don't waste your wishes on perfection

It must be nice
It must feel good
To just be heard
And it might sound a bit absurd
I'd sing along with the birds I'd sing along if I only knew the words
I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words

I'd master every verse until my spirit learned to burst
Into the mornin' sun
While my heart is on the run

All the wind in the whistlin' world could whip a whisper any given day
Just to see if there was anyone to listen
They say the April rain will fall to resurrect the flowers of May
You can't know who you love until you miss them

It must be nice
It must feel good
To just be heard
And it might sound a bit absurd
I'd sing along with the birds
I'd sing along if I only knew the words
I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words