Tift Merritt - Little Birds | Текст песни

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Little birds, little birds
waking on a saturday
or something break and run away
catch you, wake you up and make you bleed
free

Little birds, little birds,
No one can tell you where the line of trouble hides itself.
You find it how you can, sometimes too
late.

little birds, little birds
fine me, it's something is happening
all you have been waiting for
this is the day
little birds, little birds
call out to one and love you
everybody have
no one hears you break
the surface of the water
no one hears you break
the surface of the water
you hardly break
the surface of the water
little birds, little birds
little birds.


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