Birdless Morning

It’s a birdless situation in the trees today Birds have changed the location to stay Could it be they can’t find any food If they doubt the spring, its no good Buds are opening the sun shines on me But I can’t hear the birds happy twee They have flown, or they lie down and die If I only could see the reason why I would tell you, if you care to know Hope the birds will return, flying low At the end of the spring, or at least With the autumnal winds from the east.