When I was eight I had a friend
With a pirate smile
Make believe and play pretend

We were innocent and wild
Hopped a fence and slammed the gate
Running down my alleyway

In time to watch Sally's pigeons fly

We loved to watch them dive and soar

Circle in the sky
Free as a bird from three to four
And never knowing why

Neighbors pulled their wash back in
Put away my Barbie and Ken
Look out overhead

While Sally's pigeons fly

I had a fool's confidence

That the world had no boundaries
But instincts and common sense
Come in different quantities


My heart began to
Skip to the beat

Of the boy next door
She had her eye across the street
On someone shy and tall

We lived our dreams
And challenged fate
In tears she told me she was late

And Sally let his pigeons out to fly...

On the dresser sits a frame

With a photograph
Two little girls in ponytails
Some twenty one years back

She left one night with just a nod
Was lost from some back alley job
I close my eyes and Sally's pigeons fly

She never saw those birds again
And me, I can't remember when
A pirate smile hasn't made me cry

I close my eyes
And Sally's pigeons fly...