Sitting under the cypress tree I saw a miracle flying highI tuned into the song that she was singingThe melody was an honest friend and it felt like I was learning to flyBut I fear I'll never know the feelingIt must be nice (it must feel good)To just be heardAnd it might sound a bit absurdI'd sing along with the birdsI'd sing along if I only knew the wordsI'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the wordsStaring into the wishing well has got you feeling a particular wayYou can't stand to see your own reflectionSo toss a penny and close your eyesAnd try to think of something to sayAnd don't waste your wishes on perfectionIt must be nice (it must feel good)To just be heardAnd it might sound a bit absurdI'd sing along with the birdsI'd sing along if I only knew the wordsI'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the wordsI'd master every verse until my spirit learned to burstInto the morning sunWhile my heart is on the runAll the wind in the whistlin' world could whip a whisper any given dayJust to see if there was anyone to listenThey say the April rain will fall to resurrect the flowers of MayYou can't know who you love until you miss themIt must be nice (it must feel good)To just be heardAnd it might sound a bit absurdI'd sing along with the birdsI'd sing along if I only knew the wordsI'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words
