Precious Little Bird

It's the ringing in my,
It's the ringing in my head-
What I did, and what was said.
When the wind is colder-
In the winter's coldest time-
Only grey is what you'll find.

Oh-oh.
She's the one you're gonna hurt,
She's your precious little bird-
Woo-ooo, oooh.
She's the one you're holding down,
She's the one you're gonna drown-
Woo-ooo, oooh.

It's the ugly finger-
That is pointing in your way,
'Cause you never do what you say.
It's the one you're losing,
It's the one you're losing here-
'Cause you always live by fear.

Oh-oh.
She's the one you're gonna hurt,
She's your precious little bird-
Woo-ooo, oooh.
She's the one you're holding down,
She's the one you're gonna drown-
Woo-ooo, oooh.

Oh-oh.
She's the one you're gonna hurt,
She's your precious little bird-
Woo-ooo, oooh.
She's the one you're holding down,
She's the one you're gonna drown.
Woo-ooo, oooh.
She's your precious little bird,
She's your precious little bird-
Woo-ooo, oooh.