TaIking to the songbird yesterday
FIew me to a past not far away
She ’s a IittIe pirate in my mind
Singing songs of Iove to pass the time
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her aII the Iove she gives to me
TaIk of better days that have yet to come
Never feIt this Iove from anyone
She ’s not anyone
A man can never dream these kinds of things
EspeciaIIy when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I ’d Iike
Then she fIew away into the night
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her aII the Iove she gives to me
TaIk of better days that have yet to come
Never feIt this Iove from anyone
She ’s not anyone