dear little nightingale
how come you're cryin'?
have you forgotten the sky you've been flyin' in?
both of us lonely
but can beggars be choosers?
we're singers of song but as lovers we're losers
dear little nightingale
love is illusion
paradise changes into pain and confusion
i've had enough of all this sensual poetry
we should fly higher and find us a bo tree
dear little nightingale
we make the tunes rhyme
and we sing alone in all this madness and moonshine
off in the distance our own galaxy's glistening
and i know that somewhere the light must be listening