What on Earth I would give to be
A bird on the end of a willow tree.
To dance around content and free
A bird on the end of a willow tree.

Release me from these Earthly ties,
So I might soar through golden skies.

Oh what on Earth I would give to be,
A bird on the end of a willow tree.

Without light I am nothing,
Without light I am small.
Without sound I am empty,
Into depravity I fall.