That bird's ready I know   He's tired of being alone   He's working all on his own   Building himself a home      And take that finch when he sings   See his mate by his wings   And if you listen close   You may even hear him say      Will our love ever end (woah no)   Will you stop being my best friend (woah no)   Will you sleep as worse as me (woah no)   Singing a story of love in the leaves      (oo-oo-o-oo)   Before the winter takes hold   And the figs are dry and cold   The birds are meetin' in the tree   And confess love's what they need   Perform love on their limbs   And sing one of love's true hyms   And if you listen close   You can even hear them say      Are you ever gonna treat me right (woah no)   Are you ever gonna hold me down (woah no)   Will you get tired holding me tight (woah no)   Looks like the story of love grows, alright      Will our love ever end (woah no)   Will you let me shake our tree (woah no)   Will you stop being my best friend (woah no)   Looks like the story of love never ends