birds

tell me old man

where have you been?

i've been reading those stories about chasing the wind

i guess i've come back with one or two

i've never really quite known what to do

tell me old man

what are you looking for?

has it been worth all you've given and so much more

sometimes the things we seek skew the point

sometimes the whole damn world seems out of joint

and it makes me wonder

and it makes me want to live

so i'll steal freedom while there's still some

and take the whole world in

if i could only leave my worries with the birds of the wind

and i know one day there'll be solace

so i'll just live 'til then

if i could only leave my worries with the birds of the wind

old man i know you've had questions too

the same ones we've been askin' of you

you just roll on back out of sight

stealin' away again

like a child in the night

still full of wonder

and you still want to live

so you steal freedom while there's still some

and take the whole world in

you've learned to leave your worries with the birds of the wind

and you know one day there'll be solace

so you'll just live 'til then

and you learn to leave your worries with the birds of the wind

if i could only leave my worries with the birds of the wind