You can go to the east you go to the west. But you'll always come to where you started from. The bird we think that are blue is waiting for you. Back in your own backyard.
(by Billie Holiday). . That bird with feathers of blue. Is waiting for you. Back in your own backyard. . You'll see your castles in Spain. Through your window pane.
Al Jolson / Billy Rose / Dave Dreyer. . The bird with feathers of blue. Is waiting for you. Back in your own backyard. You'll see your castles in Spain.
We leave home expecting to find a blue bird,. Hoping ev'ry cloud will be silver lined.. But we all return as we live wo learn,. That we left our happiness behind..
We leave home expecting to find a blue bird,. Hoping ev'ry cloud will be silver lined.. But we all return as we live wo learn,. That we left our happiness behind..
That bird with feathers of blue is waiting for you. Back in your own backyard. You'll see your castles in Spain through your window pane. Back in your own backyard.