I don’t know the wordsnI left them to the birdsnin the morning lightnjust to remind menI hadn’t slept all nightnI hadn’t slept all nightnnsee this is the thingnwhen I think about it being overnI feel like I'm going to sing the saddest songnso very sad, no one will be able to sing alongnnwithout hanging their heads to hide their ruined facesnas time goes on, repetition erasesnthe original meaningnand the pain that with it camenand hopefully by thennI won’t remember your namennsee this is the thing,nwhen I think about it being overnI feel like I'm going to singnnI don’t know the wordsnI left them to the birds in the morning lightnjust to remind me I hadn’t slept all nightnI hadn’t slept all nightnnnow that we’re alonensing along with me birdsnthese are the words we’ve always knownnand yes it’s been longnbut we won’t forgetnand never regret what we learnednwhen we wrote that songnnwe didn’t know how to flynwhen we fled the nestnever since we’ve denied our rightful place as second bestnnnow that we’re alonensing along with me birdsnthese are the words we’ve always knownnnI don’t know the wordsnI left them to the birds in the morning lightnjust to remind me I hadn’t slept all nightnI hadn’t slept all night...