Tired of Flying

Pour the last of the wine down the kitchen sink

I don't even have time to finish a drink

There's a moment always slipping through my hands

There's a breath I always chase but just can't catch

As I look out the window I wonder where the sparrow

Goes to find shelter from the storm

Does that blue gray sky get tired of crying?

Does that lonely bird get tired of flying?

If I could only stop the spinning wheel

Let myself just feel what I really feel

I imagine I'm a stranger on the street

But the ringing phone breaks through my reverie

As I look out the window I wonder where the sparrow

Goes to find shelter from the storm

Does that blue gray sky get tired of crying?

Does that lonely bird get tired of flying?

Does that blue gray sky get tired of crying?

Does that lonely bird get tired?

As I look out the window I wonder where the sparrow

Goes to find shelter from the storm

Does that blue gray sky get tired of crying?

Does the sun wish it could just stop shining?

Does that lonely bird get tired of flying?

I don't know