Publisher's Synopsis
14 OSSIE CHANNER Blue Bird Oh my blue bird flap your wings to the sounds of the wind turn Your head to the early morning sun and open your beak and sing to me My sweet with open arms I will dance with you blue bird Until my legs can't move any more Blue bird then you can rap your wings around me Blue bird let me feel the warmth of your feathers Push your chest out baby and sing I will dance just for you Blue bird takes me to the mountain where the frosty mist covered the leaves And sing for me blue bird the nightingale The sparrows and all their friends will all start singing and dancing with us Blue bird. We can all dance to the valley To the side of the river Into the garden where all the rose are slowly opening To the sound of the wind Sing baby sing blue bird. Dream Lover . . . The early morning sun glittered On my bed room window As if it was some kind of red diamond That move with a feeling of intimacies That could drive a man wild, The color of the sun drag across the cream colored silk sheet As if a painter has romantically painted the colors of the rainbow all over my bed That could only be love. I know I was in heaven As I slowly turn to take my angel into my arms To my surprise she was gone I run to the door shout out her name Door to door to the living room Where the bright glittering sun force her colorful light though the widow shade. On the coffee table was a note she left behind. I fell asleep in your arms and yes I feel like a queen on the chest of my lord With our bodies rap around each others I was secured Like an angel in heaven. Then I was awaken by your soft voice calling some one your angel And it was not my name So I take first flight out to a lonely place Call hearth break hotel so long dream lover
