The birds, are the keepers of our secret As they saw us where we lay In the deepest grass of springtime In a reckless guilty haze And they wove a sweet indifference And it settled on our skin Till the eyes that I remember For the last time drew me in The birds, though I wore your glacial patience To a smudge of bitter dust On the last day you embraced me With a glistening sapling trust Did they sing a million blessings As they watched us slowly part? Do they keep those final kisses In their tiny racing hearts ♪ What are we gonna do with you? Same tale every time What are we gonna do with you? Come on inside Looking back is for the birds What are we gonna do with you? Same tale every time What are we gonna do with you? Come on inside Looking back is for the birds What are we gonna do with you? Same tale every time What are we gonna do with you? Come on inside Looking back is for the birds What are we gonna do with you? Same tale every time What are we gonna do with you? Come on inside Looking back is for the birds