Young Birds Fly

What’s gone wrong with Mary
I hear them say
Mary’s not the Mary of yesterday
She’s gone with changing her hair
She laughs and she cries
And her life, seems to me
A worried and jumbled affair
Well, I have talked to Mary
I searched her eyes
And if you ask of Mary
She’ll tell you why
It’s Mary’s time to run
Through the mad and the sane
And the joy and the pain
Til she finds her place in the sun
Young birds fly in early spring
They learn new songs to sing
And each song they know
Can help them to grow
Mary questions everything
She’s ever known before
And wander as she may
She just won’t listen anymore
So let her find her way
And soon will come, a? day
When everything’s been sorted through
The streets will be reported?
All the people congregate to
Feel the love within her heart
And to listen to the music in her eyes
Young birds fly in early spring
Learn new songs to sing
Fly in early spring
Learn new songs to sing
Fly in early spring
Learn new songs to sing
Fly in early spring
Learn new songs to sing…