If the wild-bird could speak

He'd tell of places you have been

He's been in my dreams

And he knows all the ways of the winds



Polly, come home again

Spread your wings to the wind

I fell much of the pain

As it begins



Dreams cover much time

Still they leve blind the will to begin

I searched for you there

And now look for you within



Polly, come home again

Spread your wings to the wind

I fell much of the pain

As it begins



Polly, come home again

Spread your wings to the wind

I fell much of the pain

As it begins


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