When winds pick up to carry us
If our feathers touch, will it be love?
I'll follow you through grays and blues
The weather's rough, but such is love.
I only sing to sing to you, my bird
And I only sing for you
We'll hold our heads above each storm
And head where weathers hold us warm
From egg to egg and nest to nest
through whichever weather suits you best
I only fly to fly to you my bird
And I only fly for you
But should you tire of our flight
I'll sing to you through every night
Though I only know one sorry song
I'll sing to you forever, love
And should brighter feathers
Someday suit you better, well hey
I'll just let you run along
and I'll be right here singing...
(I only sing to sing for you)
I only sing to sing for you, my bird
I only sing to sing for you
And I only sing to sing for you, my bird
I'll try to sing simply good enough for you,
Say should I sing out of tune?
I only sing to sing for you