Parking Lot

Waiting outside the club in a parking lot I watched some bird fly up and land on the rooftop Then up again into the sky, in and out of sight Flying down again to land on the pavement It felt intimate to watch it Its small chest rising and falling As it sang the same song Over and over and over and over again Over the traffic and the noise Is it alright if I don't wanna sing tonight? I know you are tired of seeing tears in my eyes But are there not good reasons to cry I swear I'm alright, maybe you could just let it slide I confess I don't wanna undress this feeling I am not poet enough to express this peeling Was I not yet naked еnough? Too quick to blush, already I am too much Is it alright if I don't wanna sing tonight? I know you are tired of seeing tеars in my eyes But everywhere we go there is an outside Over all of these ceilings hangs a sky And it kills me when I You know it just kills me when I You know it just kills me when I See some bird fly It just kills me, and I don't know why