Listen to my Bluebird sing
She can tell you why
Deep within her heart you see
She knows I must cry
Yeah, cry

Here she sits aloft that bird
Strangest color blue
Flying is forgotten now
She just thinks of you
Yeah, you

So with all those blues
Must be a thousand used
Each was differently used
You just know
You sit there mesmerized
By the depth of her eyes
Can't be categorized

She got soul
She got soul
She got soul
She got soul
She got soul

Do U think she loves you?
Do U think at all?

Soon she's going to fly away
Worries of her own
Find herself another day
And go home
Go home