Songtext von New Shoes

I am a child crying in the shower Looking at the bruises on her feet New shoes she bought Don’t fit her at all, at all I am a bird singing by your window Humming to the songs you play at night Looking up at me You’ll be thinking something like this Oh, little bird Wish I could fly like you Only if I could fly Wish I could fly like you Sometimes I’ll sit out on the bench Sometimes I’ll miss out on the fun Won’t be too long Till I finally get back home And you’ll be right here with me Here with me You’ll be right, here with me And you’ll be right, here with me You callеd me yours And I'm satisfied You called mе yours, yours Yours, yours And I'm satisfied, satisfied