Lyrics

Whippoorwill


I thought I saw the whippoorwill
But did Poor Will see me
As I walked out into the night
To weep most woefully
The moon was pale, the nightingale
Traced a lullaby
Across a dark and lonesome night
And deep behind my eye

How can it sing, why does it wing
Above the rolling hill
Why can?t I possess the sky
Like the whippoorwill
I have not been blessed with wings
Never will I fly
But even tiny birds can spill
Upon the ground to die

I?m ever bound to leave this place
I?m ever bound to go
Too long I?ve longed to turn my face
To fields of ice and snow
I know I?ll miss the nightingale
I?ll miss the whippoorwill
I will miss your chilly kiss
But I will love you still

I thought I heard the whippoorwill
But Poor Will?s in the ground
Could it be the heart of me
That made that lonesome sound
I?ll search the night for nightingale
And long for you until
I?m still and quiet in the ground
Like the whippoorwill