Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I
always hear when you sigh
Never in my wordland
could there be ways to reveal
in a phrase how I feel
Have you ever heard two turtle doves
bill and coo when they love?
That's the kind of magic
music we make with our lips
when we kiss
 And there's a weepy old willow,
 he really knows how to cry
 That's how I'd cry in my pillow
 if you should tell me farewell and goodbye
Lullaby of Birdland whisper low,
kiss me sweet and we'll go
flyin' high in Birdland,
high in the sky up above
all because we're in love