Jody

I've seen the south birds flying

as they hear the north wind crying.

By this time tomorrow they'll be far away.

Jody was the one that I

thought I could tell tomorrow by.

Watch her fly and she's gone with yesterday.

Could I find her again?

Could I find the rainbow's end

bending with every singing drop of rain?

I could walk a thousand miles

and still be the foolish child

who wanted to believe that she would stay.

What if I could find Jody

by the way those birds are going?

What if they could take me right to her?

In the spring they'll fly back north

to the places where they were before

but she has no reason to return.

Rough cut video posted to YouTube 11/8/11. Click here to watch the video.