The Birds Songtext
von Pinehurst Kids

There are birds in my fan
But I won′t turn it on
I'm lying in my bed
They sing a pretty song
But I won′t sing along
They're driving me crazy

They tell me it's a new day
And another chance to play
That I′m not who I am
And I′m not where I'm at
But I won′t sing along

I'm waiting for the bus
So tell me what′s the fuss
If I don't look to say hi
The people on my bus
They talk as if they′re friends
But they should know it's early


'Cause I′d rather be in the dream
That I had last night
Than hear people talk about
Their so-called life
And I won′t sing along

Winter, winter
Winter, winter

There are birds in my fan
But I won't turn it on
I′m lying in my bed
They sing a pretty song
But I won't sing along
They′re driving me crazy

They tell me it's a new day
And another chance to play
That I′m not who I am
And I'm not where I'm at
But I won′t sing along

Winter, winter
Winter, winter