Bird's Eye View Of You

Bird's eye view of you
 All I see of you
 Out of reach are you
 Bird's eye view of you
 You are the girl to reach that lives next door
 Love you so much, but we much never touch
 I spend my days, now sitting in a tree
 I can see you so well, but you not me
 You not me
 You not me
 Bird's eye view of you
 All I see of you
 Out of reach are you
 Bird's eye view of you
 Sometimes you raise your head and comb your hair
 I have but one, wish if I could be there
 There is one saying that I always say
 It is so near, but yet so far away
 Far away
 Far away
 Bird's eye view of you
 All I see of you
 Out of reach are you
 Bird's eye view of you
 I must not meet you, 'cause my father's poor
 His story's smaller than your father's door
 Forty years old am I and you are twelve
 All of my days in this tree I will dwell
 I will dwell
 I will dwell
 Bird's eye view of you
 All I see of you
 Out of reach are you
 Bird's eye view of you
 Bird's eye view of you
 All I see of you
 Out of reach are you
 Bird's eye view of you
 Bird's eye view of you
 All I see of you
 Out of reach are you
 Bird's eye view of you