a little bird sang to me
i paused to hear his song

it seemed he had not a care
i couldn’t stay for long

i would love to be so free
to sing my song all day

i long to be a little bird
and simply fly away

high above the sadness
effortless on the wind

just one small part of it all
a freedom without end

my wings are oh so fragile
i’ve never dared to try

i yearn to ask that little bird
can you teach me how to fly

i fear he’s already gone
will he return tomorrow

still afraid to soar or sing
much to my everlasting sorrow