Phoenix - Paul Weller

The blue of the sky

The cool of the morning

I got nothing on my mind

Only love that’s coming

The birds and bees

I find it

The sun through the trees

There’s a scent in the air

I find it

And beauty everywhere

Some do find it

Wait to tomorrow

Other deny it

Wait to tomorrow

We all go on looking

Wait to tomorrow

Some days we find it, find it

See friend holding hands

See lovers by fountains

And out of these ashes

A Phoenix is rising

The birds and bees

I find it

The sun through the trees

There’s a scent in the air

I find it

And beauty everywhere

Some try hide it

Wait to tomorrow

Try hard to describe it

We all go on looking

Wait to tomorrow

Some days we find it, find it

Others deny it

Wait to tomorrow

Don’t even get to try it

Wait to tomorrow

We all go on looking

Wait to tomorrow

Some days we find it, find it

The birds and the bees

The sun through the trees

There’s scent in the air

And beauty everywhere

The birds and the bees

Wait to tomorrow

The sun through the trees

There’s scent in the air

Wait to tomorrow

And beauty everywhere

Wait to tomorrow

Some try hide it

Wait to tomorrow

Others deny it

We all go on looking

Wait to tomorrow

Some days we find it, find it

Wait to tomorrow