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