Blindly Believing

I picked her up in a January storm
 She was breathing the coldest air she'd ever known
 Carrying the sun on her skin from the home far away
 I didn't know what she was leaving behind
 But I could tell on her face she had trouble in mind
 The years had been kind but her eyes didn't shine any more
 She said
 Dirty little birds with dirty little wings
 That flies through the night to other pretty things
 I called him today and said I was leaving
 Ooh Dirty little birds with dirty little claws
 That scratch at my heart singing love's forever
 More the fool I am for blindly believing
 Blindly believing
 Well she took off her coat pulled out a chair
 She fixes me with an empty stare
 Says..."It's sure wild out"'
 Something about the tremble in her voice
 Toys with a mans easy choices
 Tomorrow's choice will make everything alright
 In a dream in a web in a breathe of poison words
 A cold wind howls
 Loves a dirty little dirty bird