My Fella's Gotta Give Our Groove Back®
It's now colder than usual
but for me it's always in my heart and soul,
it's not that i have a cold heart
but that cold loneliness plays a big part.
I'm no longer warmed by kisses of fire
my remains aren't even warmed by a funeral pyre,
all summer long it was still cold to me
i'm frozen now in time no more used to be.
For me the birds no longer sing
the flowers don't bloom or have butterflies on the wing,
the only beauty that's left in the air
is the echo of mercy that i'll soon fly over there.
Over There where 2 happy bluebirds'll fly
and neither bluebird will no longer cry,
i'll glow no longer cold....
under his wing so feathery and smooth
making the other happy birds jealous of our groove!
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Sally
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