Birds can fly so high,
And they can shit on your head.
They can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel so scared.
But when you look at them,
And you see that they’re beautiful,
That’s how I feel about you.
Found a letter that you wrote
That had been stashed inside my wall,
Telling me all about your life.
It had been there for quite a while.
It skipped out certain chapters,
That I thought had really mattered.