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the single bird up in the tree

sings a lonely melody

it seems its singing right to me

as i hang my head



it brings to mind a different day

when i turned your love away

there were no words left to say

so i turned to go



i could not make you understand

dreams drained away like grains of sand

they fell and slipped right through my hands

and left me all alone...



but in the sun, yes, i'm alive

when night and all its darkness dies

i dry up all the tears i've cried ...

and find a stronger me.