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Texty: Electric Light Orchestra. Bluebird Is Dead.

Little Darlin' of my life
You keep movin' cross my mind
You gave me a sunny day
Now it looks as if I'll pay

Why do they say -- Bluebird is dead?
I can still see her, touch her, my Bluebird
The love that she gave, I don't believe, No, No, I don't believe

Bluebird came to me tonight
Waiting patiently for light
She said I know that you will grieve
But my darlin' I must leave

Why do they say -- Bluebird is dead?
I can still see her, touch her, my Bluebird
The love that she gave, I don't believe, No, No, I don't believe

Bluebird say it is not so
Please I cannot hear you speak
It must be that you're so tired
In the darkness of the night

Why do they say -- Bluebird is dead?
I can still see her, touch her, my Bluebird
The love that she gave, I don't believe, No, No, I don't believe