see the morning light it breaks the sky to the East hear the birds above announcing the light like rays of love hear the one who sings az darkness clouds the Western sky the one who sounds az though he's weeping for his long lost lover
he's alone and sad he betrays the bluest sounds coming down over the rooftops, into your dreams that's just how that bird sings
all the way until the heat of the nighttime still at that hour all of the dreams devour the senses mothers keep your child far from home, they will roam run to trouble first it iz what they thirst for to quench their sorrow
he's alone and sad he betrays the bluest sounds coming down over the rooftops, into your dreams he will sing despite the approaching night az though you know just what he means i suppose that's just how that bird sings . . .