The Birdie Queen

The Birdie Queen (BY J. Hecht - S. Shaw -T. Krichmar - J.Dessereau)
I WALK DOWN THE AVENUE, I ALWAYS HOPE I'LL SEE YOU BUT I NEVER DO YOU AND I, WE WALK ALONE I CAN'T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I FELT AT HOME I'LL BE SITTING IN MY ROOM, MAD AT ALL THE GARBAGE I HEARD ON THE NEWS EVEN THOUGH IT'S TRUE THERE'S NOTHING ELSE GETS THROUGH NOTHING I CAN DO EXCEPT TO GO DOWN THE HALL LAY DOWN BETWEEN THE WINDOW AND THE WALL WHERE ALL THE TIME IS GONE BEHIND THE CALLING HOURS OF EYES AND HANDS AROUND YOU I KILL THE DAYS AND STAY THE SAME I'M SO AFRAID I'LL LOSE MY WAY FROM YOU I'VE BEEN TO SEE THE BIRDIE QUEEN TO ASK ABOUT MY BIRDIE DREAM IT'S TRUE