​park amsterdam (the whole story)

One day, sitting in a tree
I couldn't help but notice you there in the park
You weren't like all the others
You could fit me in your pocket
And just seemed so large

But then you really tried to talk to me
We chatted all about your mom and everything
And if somebody pointed out the fact you have no wings...
Wouldn't mean a thing

Didn't try to put me in a cage of your convenience
Like some others have
Instead you took me to your favorite garden in Manhattan
And we had a laugh

Along the way I fell in love with you
Don't think that I could ever get enough of you
And if somebody pointed out the fact that you can't sing...
Wouldn't mean a thing