كلمات White Bird

White bird in the morning On the edge of the sun Gold is the evening When the daylight is done I know that it's hard to face it I know that it's not the same Wildfire in the morning With a ghost by my side Wings made of ash now So it's strange to confide I know that it's hard to face it I know that it's not the same Is there something that I missed Beneath the viaduct While the humming birds gathered Gathered in the dusk Is there something that I missed Beneath the viaduct Am I hanging on a thread? Stains glow in the midnight As the fires dissipate Maybe you were right A fire will create I know that it's hard to face it I know that it's not the same Is there something that I missed Beneath the viaduct While the humming birds gathered Gathered in the dusk Is there something that I missed Beneath the viaduct Am I hanging on a thread? Just to buy me love