Bluebird sing and play along

Word came through in a letter,

one of us changing our

minds.

You won't need to guess who,

since I usu'lly do not send letters to me

that are mine.

I told him I saw this coming,

that I'd practic'lly packed up my

things.

I was glad at the time

that I said I was fine,

but all honesty knows,

I wasn't ready, no.

And so, here we go,

bluebird,

back to the sky on your own.

Oh, let him go,

bluebird.

Ready to fly,

you and I.

Here we go.

Here we go.

This pair of wings worn and rusted

from too many years

by my side.

They can carry me,

swear to be sturdy and strong.

But see, turning them on still means goodbye.

And so, here we go,

bluebird;

gather your strength and rise up.

Oh, let him go,

bluebird.

Oh, let him go,

bluebird.

Oh, let him go,

bluebird.

Ready to fly,

you and I.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.