Lyrics

The bird that frequents the oak tree
outside my window sings sweet little songs
I try to harmonize I try to sing along
but I keep forgetting and getting it wrong
I often see his feathered friend, the one he sings about
and it leaves me with no doubt
it leaves me with now doubt

Even the birds fall in love
therefore they have hearts that break too

One afternoon I saw a storm pull through
I heard thunder, I saw the flashing of light
The rain came hard upon the storm door
And the trees shook full of nature's rage
I prayed the duration, oh I prayed
that the red breasts were still beating the same
I haven't seen her since that day, the one he sings about
but it leaves me with no doubt
it leaves me with no doubt

Even the birds fall in love
therefore they have hearts that break too
Hearts that break like branches
in a summer storm
even the birds fall in love