[Verse 1]
Morning leans on my window
Tea cooling in my quiet hands
Your sweater on the old chair
Dust dancing like tiny fans
[Chorus]
Singing birds on three falling branches
You said
“love is learning to let go”
Flowers in the wind
Second chances
Blowing through the places we call home
Singing birds on three falling branches
Hold on
Then you watch them roam
[Verse 2]
You traced maps on the table
Circling all the lives we’d live
I laughed
Said
“we are not able”
You smiled like you still believed
[Chorus]
Singing birds on three falling branches
You said
“love is learning to let go”
Flowers in the wind
Second chances
Blowing through the places we call home
Singing birds on three falling branches
Hold on
Then you watch them roam
[Bridge]
If they stay
They never learn the sky
If they leave
We never learn the why
I water all the wilted plans we made
Watch them lean
Then lift
Then fade
[Chorus]
Singing birds on three falling branches
You said
“love is learning to let go”
Flowers in the wind
Second chances
Blowing through the places we call home
Singing birds on three falling branches
Hold on
Then you watch them roam