Mockingbird - Janis Ian

IF I HAD A MOCKINGBIRD\nFOR EVERY TEAR I’VE SHED\nTHE SKIES WOULD RAIN WITH LAUGHTER\nEVERY TIME I RAISED MY HEAD\nAND EVERY DROP WOULD BE A TEAR\nTHAT FELL UPON THE GROUND\nUNTIL THE WATERS ROSE SO HIGH\nTHAT I MUST SURELY DROWN\nAND IT’S COLD, COLD, COLD\nAND NO HINT OF SPRING\nYES IT’S COLD, COLD, COLD\nWHEN THE MOCKINGBIRDS SING\nWHEN I USED TO WALK THIS EARTH\nBENEATH THE HARVEST MOON\nALL THE HEAVENS ROSE ABOVE ME\nSILENT AS A TOMB\nNOW THE SKIES ARE FILLED WITH NOISE\nTHE MOONLIGHT WEARS A SHROUD\nBLACK ENOUGH TO BURY\nEVERY BROKEN UGLY VOW\nAND IT’S COLD, COLD, COLD\nAND NO HINT OF SPRING\nYES IT’S COLD, COLD, COLD\nWHEN THE MOCKINGBIRDS SING\nIF I HAD A MOCKINGBIRD\nFOR EVERY LIE I FOUND\nTHE SKY WOULD FILL WITH LAUGHTER\n‘TIL IT SHATTERED FROM THE SOUND\nAND EVERY PIECE THAT FELL TO EARTH\nWOULD LAND WITH SUCH A SPARK\nTHAT FINALLY THERE’D BE FLAME ENOUGH\nTO WARM MY BROKEN HEART\nAND IT’S COLD, COLD, COLD\nAND NO HINT OF SPRING\nYES IT’S COLD, COLD, COLD\nWHEN THE MOCKINGBIRDS SING