Paroles de lovin' lowly

I'm dreaming of the sound of little mockingbirds Repeating what they heard, wailing in the wind Pleasing the thought of things that are absurd Repeating what they heard, secrets told to them A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, so much dissonance A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, no self-discipline The meaning of it all, seeds I've never sewn Screaming what I know Wrapped up in silk And such a paper heart, easily burned, writing what I know Drifting away A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, so much dissonance A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, no self-discipline A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, so much dissonance A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, no self-discipline