Tell me, birdie,

Who will I never have?

Who will I want

For all my life

Chasing a vain hope

Taking delight in crumbs of promise

Only to end up alone?

Tell me, birdie,

Who will I never have?

How long will the illusion last

Of small reciprocation

While my hand really dangles

Alone as I am

Lost in my mind?

Tell me, birdie,

Who will I never have?

Who will I cry for

As my tears turn

My dusty boots

Black

Beyond my sight?

Tell me, birdie,

Who will I never have?

Must I suffer this fate,

This sorrow, this pain,

This agony, this fear,

This despair,

This bliss?

Tell me, birdie,

Who will I never have?

So I may one day meet them

And think of all that could have been

If only I were able

To make myself

Worthy.