PAINTED
BIRD
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Intro:
She looks so good
She looks so free
Could it be she loves me?
My nailtips scratched your image
Cracked up your wooden door
I looked for you in every room
But you were not at home
So far away through painted glass
The painted bird
I watched you from a distance
I could not see your face
No detail no disorder
No mask to cover you
So far away through painted glass
The painted bird
She looks so good
She looks so free
Could it be she loves me?
I feel like blowing kisses
Want to reach out for your smile
I'm happy but I don't know
I don't know what it is
So far away through painted glass
The painted bird