The Way I Feel lyrics

The way I feel is like a robin,

Whoses birds have flown to come no more,

Like a tall oak-tree, alone and cryin',

When the birds have flown and the nest is bare

Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird,

And the tall oak-tree is a young man's heart

Among its branches, you'll find her nesting

When the nights are cool, she is warm and dry

In leaves of green they will protect her,

Her wings will grow, your love will too

But all too soon your mighty branches

Will fail to hold her, she'll fly from you

The way I feel is like a robin,

Whoses birds have flown to come no more,

Like a tall oak-tree, alone and cryin',

When the birds have flown and the nest is bare