Text: Sade. Morning Bird.

:
How could you
You are the river
Pour out of this life

How could you
You are the morning bird
Who sang me into life every day
Fly away

You are the blood of me
The harvest of my dreams
There?s nowhere I can find peace
And the silence won?t cease

Nothing quite how it seems
The ghost of my joy
Won?t let me be

If you set me free I will not run
I will not run
I will not run

(Thanks to Mary for these lyrics)