heart migration

Where buds of life slow burst to bloom

And flowers know not winter's tomb

Where bees and butterflies flit free

And rays embrace in balmy glee

Yes, where the birds fly south

Oh, where the birds fly south

Lacking chill of ice and winds

Lushest green that never ends

Sunsmile of heaven ever warm

Grass and laughter shining charm

Oh, where the birds fly south

Yes, where the birds fly south

Where life is rich but fragile not

Where no bad things need be forgot

Where no creature knows decay

No parents grieve the child they lay

Oh, where the birds fly south

Yes, where the birds fly south

Refuge that all life does seek

From bold and brave to poor and weak

Shelter, haven in life's night

Branches strong and hopeful bright

Yes, where the birds fly south

Oh, where the birds fly south

Allure my soul to seek it out

And to profuse in others' drought

Cross-life, my heart, ever to glow

As south sun draws the birds to go

Yes, where the birds fly south

Oh, where the birds fly south