A bird hops upon my windowsill,
and chirps about his day,
I marvel at his bravery,
but my mind is far away.
I'm thinking of you.
"You don't need him,
you know it's true,"
tweets the bird.
But though I don't need it,
I want you.
You make me happy,
you make the sky blue.
So I shoo the happy little bird away,
hoping he's gone for the rest of my days,
'Cause I love you more than it shows,
and the highs with you soar above the lows.
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