Little Bird

I want to start calling you babe.

Take the phone off the hook.

If anyone hurted you

I don't know what I would do.

If you gotta know,

I'd put them in the

Ground where flowers grow,

Just so you know.

You go on delivering to hospitals

With flowers made for you

That grew out of the ones

Who've done you wrong.

You got love in your heart,

I'm just after my part.

A forget me not,

From a man named Scott.

He don't believe in God

But he believes

In those who say they do,

The ones like you.

So go on and put your toothbrush

In the bathroom sink.

We'll be here for a while,

And watch the days go

In and out of style.

Double-check your alarm.

Throw a switch on the fire.

Go upstairs and pee,

Lay down next to me,

But don't look at the clock.

It's almost always

Later than you think.

There's no juice in my punch,

And my mind's out to lunch.

So you do the talking cause

You've got a voice

That's like a song I've never heard.

I'll sing along but I won't say a word.

My little bird.