A Bird Flew

Some say a bird flew,
bearing some good news.
A lover cries, such tears of joy,
Some claim they saw her
Cry on the shoulder,
Of the man she adores
And all that she had on,
was the gold ring and the white gown she put on,
over her shoulder for the first time.

Some say a bird flew,
bearing some good news,
and an ex-lover cries, such tears of joy,
Some say they saw her,
cry on the shoulder of a desolate road,
and all that she had on,
Were the scars and the bruises she ran from,
Day after day, night after night,
Now for the last time.

Some say a bird flew
bearing some good news
Her lover died on a desolate road.
Some claim they saw him,
said he’d been drinking
At the wheel of a heavy load.
And all of the tears combined,
of sadness and joy would never dry –
cause its just the news,
day after day, night after night.