Julianna Hatfield - Fleur De Lys

I really had to go downtown.
Go downtown and hang around.
Was not prepared for what I found.
A baby bird was lyin' on the ground.

Lying there in front of my feet.
Dying there right next to the street.
I picked it up and felt it's heat.
I tried to wake her up but she wanted to sleep.

I'm trying, and I'm trying, and I'm trying But I can't get away from the thought.
It's dying, it's dying, it's dying,
And it's something that I couldn't stop.
You're lying, you're lying, if you say
It's gonna make it 'cos I know that it's not.

Hanging on a telephone line.
Witnessing a million crimes.
I've been alone all this time.
I'd call someone but I don't have a dime.