Folk Singer - Birdie

Her golden hair falls down her face

To hide her eyes and leave no trace

I have to search each day

She gives nothing away

You see for me she comes along

To gather up and sing her song

She sang for me today

But has nothing to say

Now everyone falls at her feet

Looking for answers when she speaks

She has to turn again

Her silence still remains

Before the night has even gone

She has already moved along

Now everyone can see

She breaks so easily