Theres a yellow flower by your bed
Sadly droopin its perfumed head
So you wont smell it, I know what youll miss

And theres a hummingbird, a hummingbird,
A hummingbird, a hummingbird,
Oh theres a hummingbird singing.

There is the hat you made, the clothes you wore
Lying down on the cold, dirty floor.
The colors are fading, theyll never shine again.

And theres a hummingbird, a hummingbird,
A hummingbird, a hummingbird,
Oh theres a hummingbird singing.

Now the road is turning gray,
Theres a shadow where you once lay.
Theyll find it tomorrow, and think you went alone.

But theres a hummingbird, a hummingbird,
A hummingbird, a hummingbird,
Ah theres a hummingbird crying.