David Wilcox - Tattered Old Kite Lyrics
A tattered old kitemust have been spring when you got flownbut there's no leaves in sightShe left you to swing up there alonetangled in branchesheld by a stringthat once let you fly in trusted breezeLove I've flown, I know the way it feelsAs I walk on the icethe river is silent as a stonethe same river twicebut the one that we walked into is gonedownstream foreveror so it would seemthe warm summer rain so deeply flowsLove floated me, I know the way it goesI can't work this keydamn thing is jammed or frozen closedit's a strange place to betrying to pry my own windowsBut there was a seconda match that was madea key that is warm inside your purseLove opened me, I know the way it works