You fly and land then fly away

I've marked your favourite spots

Without you they are so empty

I fill them with your photos

I tried to paint your heart in red

I do really know you true color

 

My african pretty little bird

When are you landing again

I'm here ready, anxiously waiting

With a sketch board on my lap

Camera for capturing your poses

I've a feeling we'll do just great

 

Last time I spotted you,

We made naughty memories

Now I'm watching sunsets solo

I'll tell you all about it like always

I feel the shift in this season

I hope it's not cold for you there

 

I'll see you soon my little bird