| Song | Ladybird |
| Artist | Natalie Merchant |
| Album | Natalie Merchant |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hey, Ladybird, ain’t it just the way, | |
| the way that love grows cold and then fades away? | |
| Now when he touches you, make no mistake, | |
| the fire’s long gone out and the ash has blown away. | |
| You don’t know how to leave and you don’t know where to fly. | |
| You don’t know what you feel but you know it’s not satisfied today. | |
| So many little ones, so many mouths, | |
| you’ve got a lot to feed and you know you don’t know how. | |
| Making the best of it, somehow you’re making do, | |
| making the best of the days that you stay | |
| and you wait in this cage they made for you. | |
| You don’t know how to leave and you don’t know where to fly. | |
| You’ve got a lot of things to lose, | |
| so you’ve got a lot of things to hide. | |
| You know you don’t believe but you know you’ve got to try today. | |
| You know the sweetest wine, it’s a witches’ brew, | |
| pours like honey down and then burns a hole in you. | |
| Yeah, you may think you’re done but you’re never through spitting out | |
| the bitterness to get the little sweetness you do. | |
| You don’t know how to leave and you don’t know where to fly. | |
| You’ve got a lot of things to lose, | |
| so you’ve got a lot of things to hide. | |
| You don’t know what you feel but you know it’s not satisfied. | |
| You know you don’t believe but you know you’ve got to try today. | |
| Feel the winter bitterness; it’s heavy on the wind, coming back again. | |
| Maybe it’s time to fly, time to fly away! | |
| When you gonna spread your wings and fly? | |
| When you gonna fly away? | |
| When you gonna fly away? |
| Hey, Ladybird, ain' t it just the way, | |
| the way that love grows cold and then fades away? | |
| Now when he touches you, make no mistake, | |
| the fire' s long gone out and the ash has blown away. | |
| You don' t know how to leave and you don' t know where to fly. | |
| You don' t know what you feel but you know it' s not satisfied today. | |
| So many little ones, so many mouths, | |
| you' ve got a lot to feed and you know you don' t know how. | |
| Making the best of it, somehow you' re making do, | |
| making the best of the days that you stay | |
| and you wait in this cage they made for you. | |
| You don' t know how to leave and you don' t know where to fly. | |
| You' ve got a lot of things to lose, | |
| so you' ve got a lot of things to hide. | |
| You know you don' t believe but you know you' ve got to try today. | |
| You know the sweetest wine, it' s a witches' brew, | |
| pours like honey down and then burns a hole in you. | |
| Yeah, you may think you' re done but you' re never through spitting out | |
| the bitterness to get the little sweetness you do. | |
| You don' t know how to leave and you don' t know where to fly. | |
| You' ve got a lot of things to lose, | |
| so you' ve got a lot of things to hide. | |
| You don' t know what you feel but you know it' s not satisfied. | |
| You know you don' t believe but you know you' ve got to try today. | |
| Feel the winter bitterness it' s heavy on the wind, coming back again. | |
| Maybe it' s time to fly, time to fly away! | |
| When you gonna spread your wings and fly? | |
| When you gonna fly away? | |
| When you gonna fly away? |
| Hey, Ladybird, ain' t it just the way, | |
| the way that love grows cold and then fades away? | |
| Now when he touches you, make no mistake, | |
| the fire' s long gone out and the ash has blown away. | |
| You don' t know how to leave and you don' t know where to fly. | |
| You don' t know what you feel but you know it' s not satisfied today. | |
| So many little ones, so many mouths, | |
| you' ve got a lot to feed and you know you don' t know how. | |
| Making the best of it, somehow you' re making do, | |
| making the best of the days that you stay | |
| and you wait in this cage they made for you. | |
| You don' t know how to leave and you don' t know where to fly. | |
| You' ve got a lot of things to lose, | |
| so you' ve got a lot of things to hide. | |
| You know you don' t believe but you know you' ve got to try today. | |
| You know the sweetest wine, it' s a witches' brew, | |
| pours like honey down and then burns a hole in you. | |
| Yeah, you may think you' re done but you' re never through spitting out | |
| the bitterness to get the little sweetness you do. | |
| You don' t know how to leave and you don' t know where to fly. | |
| You' ve got a lot of things to lose, | |
| so you' ve got a lot of things to hide. | |
| You don' t know what you feel but you know it' s not satisfied. | |
| You know you don' t believe but you know you' ve got to try today. | |
| Feel the winter bitterness it' s heavy on the wind, coming back again. | |
| Maybe it' s time to fly, time to fly away! | |
| When you gonna spread your wings and fly? | |
| When you gonna fly away? | |
| When you gonna fly away? |