Singing To The Birds

Singing To The Birds - Lisa Germano

So what if your heroes changed their minds

And all you thought was right flew out the window

And all you based your life on wasnt real

So what if your hero sells its soul

And all your wildest dreams seem dull and dreary

And all your secret thoughts seem cheap and lonesome

What you going to do so all alone now

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing

So what if your hero fades away

And all the things you thought were orange were gray now

Who is it who brings you some new colors

So what if your hero never was

What you going to do

So all alone there

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing

Its partly sunny its partly rain mostly curious

Or full of pain

You could learn to love yourself

Singing to the birds

And what if your hero never was

And all the time you wasted wasnt real

And all your wounds decided just to heal

And all your wildest dreams were full of color

And all your secret thoughts belonged to you

What you going to do so all alone here

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing to the birds

Singing

Its partly sunny partly rain mostly curious or full of pain

You got to learn to count on someone

Cause its mostly pain

And its kind of curious when it rains and

You could learn to love yourself

You could learn to love yourself

You could even learn to be yourself

Singing to the birds