We make with our lips when we kiss
Up above all because we're in love
Lullaby of birdland whisper low
We make with our lips when we kiss
That's how I cry in my pillow
If you should tell me farewell and goodbye
And there's a weepy old willow
That's the kind of magic music
Lullaby, lullaby
That's the kind of magic music
That's how I cry in my pillow
And there's a weepy old willow
Never in my word land could there be words
To reveal in a phrase how I feel
If you should tell me farewell and goodbye
Flying high in birdland, high in the sky
Flying high in birdland, high in the sky
Kiss me sweet and we'll go
Bill and Coo when they love
Kiss me sweet and we'll go
Lullaby of birdland whisper low
Bill and Coo, when they love
Have you ever heard two turtle doves?
He really knows how to cry
He really knows how to cry
Have you ever heard two turtle doves?
