Текст песни Young Hunting - Sweet Bird

Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Tell me you miss me!
Tell me
Oh tell you’re sorry!
Don’t say
Or don’t say another word!
No, don’t say anything!
Meanwhile
My world is difleating
And you just keep on running
Straight through the desert,
Yeah, straight into midnight -
Where I cannot find you,
I can’t recognize you.
Oh, sweet bird of my youth,
Where have you flown to?

Now let’s make
One thing clear as crystal:
The blood is on your hands,
The blood is on your hands,
And the blood will stay in your hands
And everything you touch,
And everything you love.
Oh, sweet bird of my youth,
Where have you flown to?
Now I cannot find you,
No, I can’t recognize you.
Sweet bird, sweet bird.

Now I don’t want,
I don’t want you to leave.
But I don’t what else to do,
No, I don’t what else to do.

Come on, let it out, child.