Up upon the fragile arms of a broken dried up tree I could hear a far off sound with an endless melody It doesn't care for what I've done or demand all that I've got For in its effervescent hum is everything I'm not I'm not here to try and change you No, I'm not here to be the way out I know you try to hide those words, the ones that show you're weak But there is nothing you could say, that would make me turn and leave So forget about the work you've done, never meant that much to me Cause you could work a thousand nights, for something that is free I'm not here to try and change you No, I'm not here to be the way out But there's a bluebird in the branches And there's nothing you could do to change that It's gonna keep on singing when we cant hear it's tune It's gonna keep on flying when it's out of our view It doesn't need permission to bring color to you And if our dreams should fail It's gonna carry us through I'm not here to try and change you No, I'm not here to be the way out But there's a bluebird in the branches And there's nothing you could do to change that