I want him to know
What I have done
I want him to know
It’s bad
I want him to know
What I have done
I want him to know
Right now
It may be this time tomorrow
Or maybe today
It is not right
Now it’s better
Now we’ll know
Now he’ll know what I am feeling
I’m sitting with you
Sitting in silence
Listening to birds
It feels like home
Singing in tune together
A psalm for no one
They sing in tune
»Birdlove – it’s strong»
They sing into the night
They sing on for me
They sing into the night, and
(hopelandic)
ýu sul nó tjú ron
ýu — oooooh ooh ooh ooh
You…
You are still next to me, alright