see the morning light
it breaks the sky to the East
hear the birds above

announcing the light
like rays of love
hear the one who sings

az darkness clouds the Western sky
the one who sounds az though
he's weeping for his long lost lover


he's alone and sad
he betrays the bluest sounds

coming down
over the rooftops, into your dreams
that's just how that bird sings


all the way until
the heat of the nighttime still

at that hour
all of the dreams devour the senses
mothers keep your child

far from home, they will roam
run to trouble first
it iz what they thirst for

to quench their sorrow

he's alone and sad

he betrays the bluest sounds
coming down
over the rooftops, into your dreams

he will sing despite the approaching night
az though you know just what he means
i suppose

that's just how that bird sings . . .