Come Walk with Me (ePub)

14 OSSIE CHANNERBlue BirdOh my blue bird flap your wings to the sounds of the wind turnYour head to the early morning sun and open your beak andsing to meMy sweet with open arms I will dance with you blue birdUntil my legs cant move any moreBlue bird then you can rap your wings around meBlue bird let me feel the warmth of your feathersPush your chest out baby and singI will dance just for youBlue bird takes me to the mountain where the frosty mistcovered the leavesAnd sing for me blue bird the nightingaleThe sparrows and all their friends will all start singing anddancing with usBlue bird. We can all dance to the valleyTo the side of the riverInto the garden where all the rose are slowly openingTo the sound of the windSing baby sing blue bird. Dream Lover . . . The early morning sun glitteredOn my bed room windowAs if it was some kind of red diamondThat move with a feeling of intimaciesThat could drive a man wild,The color of the sun drag across the cream colored silk sheetAs if a painter has romantically painted the colors of therainbow all over my bedThat could only be love. I know I was in heavenAs I slowly turn to take my angel into my armsTo my surprise she was goneI run to the door shout out her nameDoor to door to the living roomWhere the bright glittering sun force her colorful light thoughthe widow shade. On the coffee table was a note she left behind. I fell asleep in your arms and yes I feel like a queen on the chestof my lordWith our bodies rap around each others I was securedLike an angel in heaven. Then I was awaken by your soft voice calling someone your angelAnd it was not my nameSo I take first flight out to a lonely placeCall hearth break hotel so long dream lover