You came with the season as the first swallow sang A brown headed stranger with a five letter name We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow My feet sprouted wings and I flew all the way home My cheeks red like fire engines racing Straight to the heat of your skin I know our days are numbered early bird of the summer You'll fly south just as the fall begins The leaves changed their color and the schoolyards were filled My coat with the patches barely keeps out the chill You sent me a postcard from a town out of state I wish it were warmer and I hope you're the same The fields where we wandered were golden Now only muddy my boots Now I know I should recover, you're a bird of the summer I was wrong to try and capture you Flight, flight [Incomprehensible] park by the lake [Incomprehensible] Gone is the pale hand of winter Here is the first flush of May And soon I will discover whether birds of the summer Fly in circles or just fly away