Sweet Bird - Young Hunting

Tell me

Tell me

Tell me

Tell me you miss me tell me

Oh tell me you're sorry

Don't say

Oh don't say another word no don't say anything

Meanwhile my world is deflating

And you just keep on running

Straight through the desert

Yeah straight into midnight

Where I can not find you

I can't recognise 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 stain your hands

And everything you touch

And everything you learn

Oh sweet bird of my youth

Where have you flown to

Now I can not find you

No I can't recognise you

Sweet bird sweet bird

Now I don't want I don't want you to leave

But I don't know what else to do

No I don't know what else to do

Come on let it in child