Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching You must be laughing Out on some borderline Some mark of inbetween I lay down golden-in time And woke up vanishing Sweet bird you are Briefer than a falling star All these vain promises on

Our conversation was short and sweet It nearly swept me off my feet And I'm back in the rain, oh And you are on dry land You made it there somehow You're a big girl now Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence He's singin' his song for me at his own