Tattered Old Kite Lyrics - David Wilcox

A tattered old kite 

Must have been spring when you got flown 

But there's no leaves in sight 

Left you to swing up there alone 

Tangled in branches and held by a string 

That once let you fly in trusted breeze 

Love floated me, I know the way it feels 

So I walk on the ice 

The river is silent as a stone, it's the same river twice 

But the one that we walked into is gone 

Downstream forever or so it would seem 

When the warm summer rain so deeply flows 

Love floated me, I know the way it goes 

I can't work this key 

The damn thing is jammed or frozen closed 

It's a strange place to be trying to pry my own windows 

But there was a second, there was a match that was made 

There was a key that is warm inside your purse 

Love opened me, I know how well it works 

A tattered old kite 

Walk on the ice 

I can't work this key 

To you and me