Bird flew by And wondered, wondered why She was white And ought to stay up in the sky From the air she could wonder For the reason What's the point of a year Or a season
Your life flies away As the night turns to day If you start once to think Your hair will soon turn grey But one would like to wonder For the reason What's the point of a year Or a season
The list of fallen stars And crumbled, broken hearts Comes from a need To play so many parts But one would like to wonder For the reason What's the point of a year Or a season
The wind and the rain Shook hands again Untouched by the world They managed to keep sane They were able to wonder For the reason What's the point of a year Or a season
Bird flew by And wondered, wondered why She was white And ought to stay up in the sky From the air she could wonder For the reason What's the point of a year
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