Feb. 6, 2010 - Bluebird

Sing sweet my very own bluebird

Sing my worries away

I may be a sparrow but you've got my hand

And trouble doesn't matter anyway

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If you'll be the Mary, I'll be Martha

You'll sit with Jesus all you can

I'll let my ideals tear me away

But I'll learn from you once again

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Watch for the terrible stone in the your path

I'll try and push it away

You'll brush off your tears and step over

And I'll follow you someday

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The sun will set but rise again

Life thinks its nothing but a game

We must twirl and whirl in this crazy world

Look fast - it will never be the same

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I don't know what it's like to be strong

But I know what it is - it's in you

It comes out in the joy of the songs that you sing

It comes from the One who makes new