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little bird

Loose Change

folk acoustic indie Singer/Songwriter chillout



Ed Sheeran (born 17 February 1991) is a singer songwriter currently signed under Atlantic (WMG). Sheeran was born in Halifax, West Yorkshire before moving to Framlingham, Suffolk. In his time in Suffolk, he was known to have flourished as a hidden talent when it came to music. He learned guitar at a very young age, and began writing songs during his time at Thomas Mills High School in Framlingham. Read more about Ed Sheeran on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.




little bird
ed sheeran
If we take this bird in with its broken leg
We could nurse it, she said
Come inside for a little, lie down with me
If you fall asleep it wouldn't be the worst thing

But when I wake up
Your make-up is on my shoulder
And tell me if I lie down
Would you stay now and let me hold you?

But if I kissed you, will your mouth read this truth?
Darling, how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do
And it's not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet
'Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon

And I'll owe it all to you, my little bird, my little bird

If we take a walk out in the morning dew
We could lay down so I'm next to you
Come inside for a little homemade tea
If you fall asleep then at least you're next to me

And if I wake up
You see, it's late, love, go back to sleep
I'm covered by nature and I'm safe now
Underneath this oak tree with you beside me

But if I kissed you will your mouth read this truth?
Darling, how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do
And it's not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet
'Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon

And I'll owe it all to you, my little bird, my little bird

And of all these things I'm sure of
I'm not quite certain of your love
And you made me scream but then I made you cry
When I left that little bird with its broken leg to die

But if I kissed you will your mouth read this truth?
Darling, how I miss you, strawberries taste like lips do
And it's not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet
'Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon

But I'll owe it all to you, my little bird, my little bird
My little bird, my little bird
You're my little bird

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