Gild the Lily (Apple Music Sessions)

Sitting under the cypress tree I saw a miracle flying by

Tuned into the song that she was singing

The melody was an honest friend and it felt like I was learning to fly

But I fear I'll never know the feeling

It must be nice (it must feel good)

To just be heard

And it might sound a bit absurd

I'd sing along with the birds

I'd sing along if I only knew the words

I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words

Staring into the wishing well has got you feeling a particular way

You can't stand to see your own reflection

So toss a penny and close your eyes and try to think of something to say

And don't waste your wishes on perfection

It must be nice (it must feel good)

To just be heard

And it might sound a bit absurd

I'd sing along with the birds

I'd sing along if I only knew the words

I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words

I'd master every verse until my spirit learned to burst

Into the morning sun

While my heart is on the run

All the wind in the whistlin' world could whip a whisper any given day

Just to see if there was anyone to listen

They say the April rain will fall to resurrect the flowers of May

Can't know who you love until you miss them

It must be nice (it must feel good)

To just be heard

And it might sound a bit absurd

I'd sing along with the birds

I'd sing along if I only knew the words

I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words