If only my words would grow wings
I would ask the birds news from my lover
Oh Blackbird, Blackbird
Have you got no feathers to lend this poor soul
Trust these words would be your friends
Don't turn back on me without an answer
Lend me your wings while you sleep
Oh Blackbird my silent friend
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
If only my song would grow wings
With heavy feathers and fly to my lover
Oh Blackbird, Blackbird
She'd climb up the mountains, fly through the valleys
She'd bring me secrets from the night
You know she'd get lost and I would lose him
And you could rise up from the ground and take her over there
Under your wing
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
Hummm .... Hum
A-Jigsaw - Silent blackbird Lyrics
A-Jigsaw - Silent blackbird Lyrics
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If only my words would grow wings
I would ask the birds news from my lover
Oh Blackbird, Blackbird
Have you got no feathers to lend this poor soul
Trust these words would be your friends
Don't turn back on me without an answer
Lend me your wings while you sleep
Oh Blackbird my silent friend
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
If only my song would grow wings
With heavy feathers and fly to my lover
Oh Blackbird, Blackbird
She'd climb up the mountains, fly through the valleys
She'd bring me secrets from the night
You know she'd get lost and I would lose him
And you could rise up from the ground and take her over there
Under your wing
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
Hummm .... Hum
I would ask the birds news from my lover
Oh Blackbird, Blackbird
Have you got no feathers to lend this poor soul
Trust these words would be your friends
Don't turn back on me without an answer
Lend me your wings while you sleep
Oh Blackbird my silent friend
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
If only my song would grow wings
With heavy feathers and fly to my lover
Oh Blackbird, Blackbird
She'd climb up the mountains, fly through the valleys
She'd bring me secrets from the night
You know she'd get lost and I would lose him
And you could rise up from the ground and take her over there
Under your wing
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
I would drink up from the moon the whispers of the owls
News from my love
My rough weather friends, have you got nothing to tell?
News from my love
I'll return to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
Hummm .... Hum
Writer: JOAO SILVA, JOHN MERCY
Copyright: Lyrics © Rossio Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Rossio Music Publishing