Birds on the wing at the end of the day 

The trees of green and brown you see 

Have suddenly turned grey



Don't be too sad when you're waiting for death 

The message on the garden wall says 

Mickey Mouse is bad



Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her 

The broken arrows in the door, there's lots of Indians 

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her 

The grass that grows above her hair 

The pretty patterned teddy bear 

Aah, aah aah yeah yeah



Her baby cries in the heat of the night 

Footsteps up the stairs her mother's there to hold her tight



Happy young child and his dog running wild 

Spring is in the air and they've been running for a mile



There goes that little girl again 

The years have passed but all in vain 

The birds have fallen from the trees 

And it is told in these old memories



O' What of the old man who stand there so still 

A Looking at the stars you're bringing to your window sill



Where is old Betty now? Woman who scrub 

Perhaps she passed away she's very old but very good



Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her 

The broken arrows in the door; there's lots of Indians 

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her 

The grass that grows above her hair 

The pretty patterned teddy bear 

Aah, aah aah yeah yeah



Why did this happen, where did I do wrong? 

I know that now I'm home I'm not too young and then I'm gone



Birds on the wing at the end of the day 

The trees of green and brown you see 

Have suddenly turned grey