PERHAPS LOVE WILL FLY THROUGH YOUR WINDOW
IF YOU LEAVE BREADCRUMBS ON THE WINDOWSILL 
AND CARRY ON CLEANING THE FLOOR CLAUDINE.
©Trev Teasdel Coventry January 1971


Perhaps love will fly through your window
if you leave breadcrumbs on your window sill
and carry on cleaning the floor Claudine.


Don’t you worry
Don’t you worry
Don’t you worry
little girl..


The bird of love
will nest in you
The bird of love
will nest in you
Just you see
and lay the eggs
of happiness
You will see
Just you see.


Perhaps love will fly through your window
if you leave breadcrumbs on your window sill
and carry on cleaning the floor Claudine.


You are lonely
You are lonely
You are lonely
The storm is high
You want to die
But don’t you worry
Don’t you worry
The sun is on it’s way.
The sun is on its way.


You feel washed up upon the shore
Discarded seaweed and nothing more
A new tide may bring you in a lover.


Lonely seabird will pick you up
Take you to the sunset’s breast
Where the sun paints flowered skies
For sunbirds like you to fly in.


So save your tears, they stay not long
The sun shall evaporate them


Love is on it’s way, love is on its way
Though it’s delayed, it’s coming fast
It’s heard you’ve prayed
love is on its way.