And they'll say, just what you want to say...

Listen to this story, it really happened, yes it did
It was back in those days of glory
And my grievances period
I went down to the river
I have it all on film
I had her on my mind
I have her on film too

Scattered like birds
Scattered like birds

There was a flock of ducks there
And I'm not kidding
I walked towards them
It was a weird feeling
And when I got too close
They broke into the sky

Scattered like birds
Scattered like birds

I approached her too
On that same roll of film
An angel she was
And this I knew
But I sure was surprised
When I got too close
She flew away, she flew away...
Scattered like birds
Scattered... like birds

And nowadays
I sit and watch
Domestic families
Stand and talk
Of happy land, and kids and love
I sit glassy-eyed but I can't understand
I can't comprehend or gather my thoughts

Scattered like birds
They're Scattered like birds
They're Scattered like birds
Scattered like birds