The Piano Bird by Doors
The bird sings outside my piano Lark of sweet love singing low The more I play, the more he sings He lives right up there in the green tree Singing to me melodies And in return, I play for him I played him a song on my piano Well I played real good, I played what I could And in return, he sang for me He lives right there in the tree Giving me his melodies A bird sings outside my piano
Well I played real good, I played what I could And in return, he sang for me He lives right there in the tree Giving me his melodies A bird sings outside my piano
A bird sings outside my piano Lark of sweet love singing low He lives right there in the tree Singing the melodies The more I play, the more he sings The bird sings outside my piano
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