Meadowlarks

Meadowlark, fly your way down I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown For you to wear upon your fleecy gown [Hook] My meadowlark, sing to me Hummingbird, just let me die Inside the broken ovals of your olive eye I do believe you gave it your best try [Hook x2] My hummingbird, sing to me Don't believe a word that I haven't heard Little children laughing at the boys and girls The meadowlark singing to you each and every day The arc light on the hillside and the market in the hay