When I was eight I had a friend 
With a pirate smile 
Make believe and play pretend 
We were innocent and wild 
Hopped a fence and slammed the gate 
Running down my alleyway 
In time to watch Sally's pigeons fly 

We loved to watch them dive and soar 
Circle in the sky 
Free as a bird from three to four 
And never knowing why 
Neighbors pulled their wash back in 
Put away my Barbie and Ken 
Look out overhead 
While Sally's pigeons fly 

I had a fool's confidence 
That the world had no boundaries 
But instincts and common sense 
Come in different quantities 

My heart began to 
Skip to the beat 
Of the boy next door 
She had her eye across the street 
On someone shy and tall 
We lived our dreams 
And challenged fate 
In tears she told me she was late 
And Sally let his pigeons out to fly... 

On the dresser sits a frame 
With a photograph 
Two little girls in ponytails 
Some twenty one years back 
She left one night with just a nod 
Was lost from some back alley job 
I close my eyes and Sally's pigeons fly 
She never saw those birds again 
And me, I can't remember when 
A pirate smile hasn't made me cry 
I close my eyes 
And Sally's pigeons fly...