Today, my bird flew away Gone to find her big blue jay Starlight, before she took flight I sang a lullaby of bird land every night I sang a lullaby every
You asked me to write a tune All about the things that go wrong And then you asked me to come home soon To the place where I belong But you stand
a little la-da-da-dum-dum While we?re emptying the vacuum up It?s such fun to hum a happy working song Ooh, a happy working song Oh, how strange a place
We're only prisoners of circumstance Time has a way of slipping through your hands Too young to notice too many plans And the band plays on We had the
I have traveled many moonless nights Cold and weary with a babe inside And I wonder what I've done Holy Father, You have come And chosen me now to carry
a new song He really came down here Himself and sang it for me In every key just for me He gave me a love song Yes it's the first real love song given
you please come dance While the song's still playing Won't be long till the silence falls It's not a song till it touches your heart It's not a song
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like eskimos Everybody
I can't even sing out aloud But You've got me singing a love song Melody and rhyme, it moves me every time You've got me singing a love song And it
I sense there's something in the wind That feels like tragedy's at hand And though I'd like to stand by him Can't shake this feeling that I have The worst
Well, my words, they may sound familiar Like ones you may have heard before When I tried to write you a love song I simply could think of nothing more
How long, how long, how long? Last time we saw Amy Last time we saw Amy Last time we saw Amy Last time we saw Amy Last time we saw Amy
Today my bird flew away Gone to find her big blue jay Starlight before she took flight I sung a lullaby of bird land everynight Sung for my Ava everynight
ya, tomorrow You're always a day away Chorus Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow You're always a day away! *2 (Thanks to Amy for these lyrics
-da-da-dum-dum While we're emptying the vacu-um It's such fun to hum A happy working song Oo-ooh A happy working song Oh, how strange a place to be
I Sense There's Something In The Wind. That Feels Like Tragedy's At Hand. And Though I'd Like To Stand By Him. Can't Shake This Feelings That I Have.
(Chris Eaton & Amy Grant) I have traveled many moonless nights Cold and weary with a babe inside And I wonder what I've done Holy Father you have come
