the bluebird

You couldnt trust in me

You flying over

You couldnt trust in me

You flying over

You couldnt trust in me

You flying over

You couldnt trust in me

You flying over

Like your heart
Like your eyes
Like you blue birds singing on mountain
Like your heart
Like your eyes
Like you blue birds singing on mountain

Bright bird on yonder dreary leafless tree

Turning that merry lithesome throat to sing

Your perfect faith far seeing waits the spring
Through snow flakes fly and skies all sullen be

Is wisdom given your simple mind to know

Beneath the bark the warm saps leap and dart

Or do you heed no herald but the heart

That trusts in god through sunshine and through snow

Like you brave bluebird blind to force that lies

Beneath the dreary surface of today

Yet trusting still gods promise of the may

Are wingèd hopes that seem sweet prophecies

Are wingèd hopes that seem sweet prophecies

Are wingèd hopes that seem sweet prophecies

Are wingèd hopes that seem sweet prophecies

Are wingèd hopes that seem sweet prophecies

You couldnt trust in me

You couldnt trust in me

You couldnt trust in me

You couldnt trust in me