All the birds – in the trees
Sing their song – and the bees
Do their thing – they don’t know
That you’re gone – that you’re gone
All the birds – in the trees
Sing their song – they don’t know

In the morning – when I wake up
A day that I spend without you
When the sun sets – and the night falls
Alone in this house without you
Nothing I do – no place I go to
Erases the gloom of these blues
The songs that I hear
And the people I see
Remind me that you’re nowhere near
You’ve gone away

Check my phone – got a text – is it you?
Should’a known – could’a guessed – nothing new
When you’d call I’m elated
Like when we were dating
But darling it’s over to soon
On my own – what comes next?
I’m alone – I hear steps – is it you?

All the birds – in the trees
Sing their song – and the bees
Do their thing – they don’t know
That you’re gone – that you’re gone
All the birds – in the trees
Sing their song – they don’t know

Empty moments – my life without you
Time lost as the days slip away
Waiting for you – to come home, dear
To love me don’t leave me this way
You said that we’d be as one endlessly
But my heart aches as I sit all alone
So I bide here – my melancholy
While you’re gone

All the birds – in the trees
Sing their song – and the bees
Do their thing – they don’t know
That you’re gone – that you’re gone . . .