Ghost Bird

Shufflin' through the mornin'
Bare feet down the hall
I must've left the windows open
'Cause dear, you don't belong here at all
You were bluer than the bluebirds
I was hardly awake
And you looked up from your perch on the chair back
And thought, isn't this so strange? So strange
You sayin' baby, we're all runnin' from the same things
You're sayin', baby, we're all runnin' from the same things
Broken hearts, broken homes, the tired and the loneliness
Broken hearts, broken homes, the tired and the lonely
Loneliness
And you stayed until the day sighed
Itself back to sleep
And I remember it exactly, you were all feathers and a heartbeat
Feathers and a heartbeat
You sayin', baby, we're all runnin' from the same things
You sayin', baby, we're all runnin' from the same things
Broken hearts, broken homes, the past and the loneliness
Broken hearts, broken homes, the past and the lonely
Loneliness
Now I leave every door open
Every window, every shade
In the hopes that little ghost bird
Maybe he will come back someday
He's sayin', baby, we're all runnin' from the same things
He's sayin', baby, we're all runnin' from the same things
Broken hearts, broken homes, the tired and the loneliness
Broken hearts, broken homes, the tired and the lonely
Loneliness