Dear Little Nightengale

Dear little nightingale, how come you're cryin'?
 Have you forgotten the sky you've been flyin' in?
 Both of us lonely, but can beggars be choosers?
 We're singers of song but as lovers we're losers.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale, love is illusion.
 Paradise changes into pain and confusion.
 I've had enough of all this sensual poetry.
 We should fly higher and find us a bo tree.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale, we make the tunes rhyme.
 And we sing alone in all this madness and moonshine.
 Off in the distance our own galaxy's glistening,
 and I know that somewhere the light must be listening.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.
 Dear little nightingale.