The crows are singing sorrow
Don't tell me that it's over
Please don't
Let it be over an no no
Making my way to the house
Getting up off the ground
Driving fast down
I was up but now I'm down
Smiling turned into a frown
Dark day has come around an sorrow is flying in
Turn the white bird into a black bird
Even though I like the black bird
I kind of prefer the blackbird
Why?
It represents pain
It represents the stains on my face
It represents the days
All those dark days
When I was alone
In a whole other zone
Sorrow, Sorrow, Sorrow, Sorrow
Sorrow, Sorrow, Sorrow, Sorrow