Shane Smith & the Saints

Little Bird
That night in Kerry County had a mind of its own There was a storm in the sea with a name We laugh 'til we yelled as we ran to the pubs As if somehow it could stop the rain You were hard to find A different kind that I’d never knew There's a thousand ways That I could say how much I loved you But I lost the words You flew off like a little bird So head east outside the city You know, my love, it runs deep in those parts You came here to say you [weren't/were?] living Babe, I’d say it's living that got you this far 'Cause you were hard to find A different kind I'd never knew There's a thousand ways That I could say how much I loved you But I lost the words I still hear your songs, you little bird As long as people sing songs, the stories live on And ours had highs and lows, but it's real Letras de cancionesAnd I'll be right here While you look for answers alone Go find the life that you've made in your mind Tell the truth, I’ll probably find a ditch on the road to Damascus Babe, I’d be lying to say I'll be fine You were hard to find A different kind I’d never knew There's a thousand ways I could say how much I loved you I lost the words And now they're just a tattoo of a little bird From Letras Mania