The flight of the finch it can be lonelyI dont expect for you to understandHe’s got no use for wordsHe’s the weakest of the birdsAnd when he spreads his wingsYou watch him spanWell I can tell in your words that your sincereI’m telling you what you dont wanna hearBut like the finches in the storyI’ll be there when I’m lonelyBut don’t expect for me to stick aroundThe flight of the finchOoh the weakest of the birdsThe flight of the finchOoh the weakest of the birdsWell I can tell in your words that your sincereIm telling you what you dont want to hearBut like the finches in the story,Ill be there when I’m lonelyBut don’t expect for me to stick aroundThe flight of the finchOoh the weakest of the birdsThe flight of the finchOoh the weakest of the birdsThe flight of the finchOooh-ohh