She moves like a ghost Sleepless eyes and weathered bones She is glass, and stone, and all things in between And so it seems That she floats amongst the falling leaves She is all the places that I have ever been Oh, so maybe you're a bluebird, darling Tearing through the darkness of my days And maybe you're a drop of water Running down the lines upon my face ♪ And a thought from a dream She is the light I've always seen A raging fire, rolling down the street And a port in the storm An everlasting sort of warmth I see her eyes in every soul I meet ♪ So maybe you're a bluebird, darling Tearing through the darkness of my days And maybe you're a drop of water Running down the lines upon my face ♪ You pull me from this World that can seem loveless Soil that steals my one chance Of ever breaking free ♪ So maybe you're a bluebird, darling Tearing through the darkness of my days And maybe you're a drop of water Running down the lines upon my face