What Kind of Bird Is That
Love's Feathered Wait: Unraveling the Songbird's Tale
Lyrics
What kind of bird is that
Expressing curiosity about the bird's identity
The one with the bright red breast
Describing a bird with a vivid red breast
I know it just can't be the robin
Rejecting the possibility of it being a robin due to the absence of a loved one
'Cause my love is not back yet
Connecting the absence of the loved one to the bird's presence
The one I love and wanted to marry
Revealing the departure of a loved one before marriage
Had to leave before she became my bride
Explaining the circumstances of the loved one leaving
But she said she'd return
Expressing hope for the loved one's return
Before the robin would return
Setting a condition for the loved one's return based on the robin's return
And with each other we'd spend our lives
Envisioning a future with the loved one
And she said she'd return
Reiterating the promise of the loved one's return
Long before the robin returned
Stressing the anticipation of the loved one's return before the robin
And together we'd watch the leaves turn green
Imagining shared moments with the loved one in spring
She showed me then just how much she loves me
Recalling the loved one's demonstration of love
And she and I and the robin can spend the spring
Envisioning a shared spring with the loved one and the robin
So what kind of bird is that
Repeating the inquiry about the bird's identity
The one with the bright red breast
Describing the bird's red breast again
I know it just can't be the robin
Rejecting the possibility of it being a robin once more
'Cause my love is not back yet
Connecting the bird's presence to the absence of the loved one
So who could be playin' tricks on me
Speculating on the possibility of someone playing tricks
By the time that I relax and countin' leaves
Expressing skepticism and unease while observing nature
That can't be a spring, yeah surely that can't be
Denying that the observed signs indicate spring without the loved one
'Cause the one I love, she's not with me
Reaffirming the absence of the loved one
Oh, what kind of bird is that
Repeating the inquiry about the bird's identity with frustration
The one with the bright red breast
Reiterating the description of the bird's red breast
I know it just can't be the robin
Rejecting the idea of it being a robin due to the continued absence of the loved one
'Cause my love is not back yet
Connecting the bird's presence to the ongoing absence of the loved one
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