you are my shiny thing.
like silver gleaming as i flew by,
i spotted you with my sharp eye.
it isn't often that one's so blessed
to find such treasure in all this mess.
yes, you are my shiny thing.
oh how my heart sang as i'd glide
over mountains, rivers and valleys wide.
with you clutched inside my beak
across the golden skies i'd streak.
yes, you are my shiny thing.
but one day as the sun was sinking
something far below was twinkling.
i opened my beak in surprise
thinking i'd found a greater prize.
yes, you were my shiny thing.
from my grip you tumbled down
into the streets of some old town.
and the twinkle that i'd thought i'd seen
was nothing more than some strange dream.
yes, you were my shiny thing.
reverting course, back i flew
across the city i searched for you.
but night had come down all too quick
the darkness settled, deep and thick.
yes, you were my shiny thing.
and though i searched for days and weeks
across the earth's great dips and peaks
all my looking was quite in vain
for i never did find you again.
yes, you were my shiny thing.
i'll brood forever over my mistake
which haunts me with a steady ache.
in my yearning for something new
i lost what once was real and true.
yes, you were my shiny thing.
