Fotheringay
앨범 : The Notes And The Words: A Collection Of Demos And Rarities

The way I feel is like a robin
Whoses birds have flown to come no more
Like a tall oaktree alone and cryin'
When the birds have flown and the nest is bare
Now a woman Lord is like a young bird
And the tall oaktree is a young man's heart
Among its branches you'll find her nesting
When the nights are cool she is warm and dry
In leaves of green they will protect her
Her wings will grow your love will too
But all too soon your mighty branches
Will fail to hold her she'll fly from you