Songbirds

Somebody’s standing
Alone in a room
Wondering how on earth
They're gonna get through
Like songbirds in the city air
They’re not gonna make it

Twenty-seven days
Alone in this room
And I’ve been staring at the wall
Trying to find shapes resembling you
Like songbirds in the city air
I’m not gonna make it

And I do care but it hurts too much
And I worry that it’s gonna get too hard
And if I’m not what you need, I promise I’ll play the part

Oooh

Twenty-seven years
To find you
Will that be twenty-seven wasted years
If we don’t see this through
Like songbirds in the city air
I’m not gonna make it

And I do care but it hurts too much
And I worry that it’s gonna get too hard
And if I’m not what you need, I promise I’ll play the part
And if I’m not what you need, I promise I’ll play the part

Mmm

The day’s getting quiet
And the world is getting calm
So why am I shaking?
I guess it means I don’t belong
Like songbirds in the city air
I’m not gonna make it
And I do care but it hurts too much
And I worry that it’s gonna get too hard
And if I’m not what you need, I promise I’ll play the part
And if I’m not what you need, I promise I’ll play the part