2 acessos
Am /G Sometimes it's hard to say even one thing true When all eyes have turned aside /F# They used to talk to you F E7sus4 E7 And people on the street seem to disapprove Am /G /F# So you keep moving away F E7sus4 E7 And forget what you wanted to say F E7sus4 E7 Little bird, little bird Am /G /F# Brush your gray wings on my head F E7sus4 E7 Say what you said, say it again Am /G They tell me I'm crazy /F# F E7sus4 E7 But you told me I'm golden Sometimes it's hard to tell the truth from a lie Nobody knows what's in the hold of your mind We are all buildings and people inside Never know who'll walk through the door Is it someone that you've met before? Little bird, little bird Brush your gray wings on my head Say what you said, say it again They tell me I'm crazy But you told me I'm golden I know what I know A wind in the trees And a road that goes winding under From here I see rain, I hear thunder Somewhere there's sun, and you don't need a reason Sometimes it's hard to find a way to keep on Quiet weekends, holidays, you come undone Open your window and look upon All the kinds of alive you can be Be still, be light, believe me Little bird, little bird Brush your gray wings on my head Say what you said, say it again They tell me I'm crazy But you told me I'm golden I'm golden