Take those roses off my coffin
I am not dead I'm merely injured
you shouldn't bury me just 'cause I can't fly

You don't have to say you love me
I know that you do I just don't need to hear it
it only makes me feel like I can't fly

Haven't you heard about the wounded bird
he couldn't fly so he climbed on a rooftop
and watched all the people in the bright city
living and loving their lives

Hold your head soft on the pillow
mine holds a cloud that rattles like an ice cube
and hurts behind my cold and aching eyes

Haven't you heard about the wounded bird
he couldn't fly so he climbed on a rooftop
and watched all the people in the bright city
living and loving their lives

Oh and he isn't lonely he's watching the sunrise
something's in his eyes
something about the impossibles skies
and how no one ever really goes there

Haven't you heard about the wounded bird
he couldn't fly so he climbed on a rooftop
and watched all the people in the bright city
and he watched as the water shone like a penny
and he watched as his dreams went to few from many
living and loving their lives

Haven't you heard about the wounded bird
he couldn't fly so he climbed on a rooftop
and watched all the people in the bright city
living and loving their lives