• oh dear robin,
    what do you see,
    what do you see,
    from atop that tree?
    looking down upon us,
    with eyes as clear,
    as a cloudless day,
    your paralyzing gaze,
    penetrating the hearts of all.
    do you see the pain one has?
    once they have lost,
    their one true love?
    the love of a women,
    can light the way,
    through the darkest tunnels,
    of ones dismay,
    oh dear robin,
    your feathers so bright,
    like the suns,
    warming light,
    oh dear robin,
    what do you see,
    what do you see,
    from atop that tree?