Cat Stevens — Hummingbird

There’s a yellow flower by your bed
Sadly droopin’ it’s perfumed head
So you won’t smell itI know what you’ll miss

And there’s a hummingbirda hummingbird
A hummingbirda hummingbird
Oh there’s a hummingbird singing.

There is the hat you madethe clothes you wore
Lying down on the colddirty floor.
The colors are fadingthey’ll never shine again.

And there’s a hummingbirda hummingbird
A hummingbirda hummingbird
Oh there’s a hummingbird singing.

Now the road is turning gray
There’s a shadow where you once lay.
They’ll find it tomorrowand think you went alone.

But there’s a hummingbirda hummingbird
A hummingbirda hummingbird
Ah there’s a hummingbird crying.