| Little bird come sit upon my window sill
sat there through the falling rain I watched that little bird upon my window sill Saw my thoughts of you go by again Picture of my face On the window pane Is it tears I see or is it rain? Yeah, I remember how we talked before we said goodbye Too young to know this world outside our door And how we laughed and said our love was free Like birds that fly the winds Well the rainy day made me think of you once more Picture of my face On the window pane Is it tears I see or is it rain? I have no regrets about the past, I see how young we were When our world was love and life was but a thought Many things go many ways and many times but once Well our lives have passed and that love is but a thought Picture of my face On the Window pane Is it tears I see or is it rain? So as the thoughts go tumbling back I wonder how you loved Wonder if you've seen that little bird I wonder if he's sat upon your window sill I wonder if you'll ever hear these words And the picture of my face On the window pain Is it tears I see or is it rain? |