Your city is just concrete bricks,
The stupid crows keep getting frozen to the landlines.
I'm your canary,
I'm not cold, just a bit anxious.
Hey, feed me from the palm of your hand,
Is this cage too small - or is it not?
Let your troubles go away, don't you know -
February won't last forever,
February won't last forever...
Your city is just concrete bricks,
The stupid crows have chewed through the cables,
The morning's ripe, the summer sky's blue -
Let's drive away to the south.
Hey, feed me from the palm of your hand,
Is this cage too small - or is it not?
Let your troubles go away, don't you know -
February won't last forever,
February won't last forever...