Bird in Your Hand

When I return
You keep me warm
If we allow
Once in a while

Into the sun
You show me how
To be alone
Now I am flying

As a bird in your hand
I am when you are here
How could I know

In this strange foreign land
All I feel is it real
Together we’ll grow

All things connect feel my heart in my fingers
The lines uncorrected
The marks on a page

Bird in my hand like a song in the morning
Just something I wanted to say

I love the sound
The everyday
The things around
I never noticed

You cut your hair
We made it home
Out of the rain
Somewhere to shelter

As a bird in your hand
I am when you are here
How could I know

In this strange foreign land
All I feel is it real
Together we’ll grow

All things connect feel my heart in my fingers
The lines uncorrected
The marks on a page

Bird in my hand
Like a song in the morning
Just something I wanted to say

Gotta fly away
Fly away
Gotta fly away

(All things connect feel my heart in my fingers)
(The lines uncorrected)
(The marks on a page)

(Bird in my hand)
(Like a song in the morning)
(Just something I wanted to say)

Just something I wanted to say