My heart belongs with the birds, The birds nowhere to be seen, Knowing they'll come back when they want, How can I not think; I am alone.
The clouds dripping rain, Needing the bird's company forever, And getting told that they're not ready, How can I not think; I am alone.
The birds in another country, Too busy catching worms, To even communicate with smoke; How can I not think, I am alone.
I am alone,
I. Am. Alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What do you think of it? Does it make sense?