I’m getting wistful over cats and children
Last week I dreamt that I had a garden
The future’s always meant the next trip I’d be taking
Insurance, security and the money I’d be making –
We changed so much to do with me, that I tremble when you say
A bird without a nest flies far to find her rest.
I never needed to wake up beside a lover
Or had the urge to share my secrets with another
My shrink says that I’m really shy of being happy
Because I feel relationships will only serve to trap me –
We changed so much to do in me, that I tremble when you say
A bird without a nest is always flying West.
I must admit I’m frightened, there’s nothing else can scare me –
but lying underneath you
and trusting what you whisper in my ear.