Sweet little bird with stormy eyes
You are not mine
Flap away to find
One of your kind
One that loves the mountains
One that loves the darkness at night
One that loves the calmness
Of the black and white knights

Funny little bird with eyes of the sea
You are not mine to keep
Fly away you will see
That I have set you free
I may have bruised your heart
But sweetie,
I didn’t tear it apart

Strong little bird your eyes are green
They are like the grass of spring
Dry your tears
And don’t you fear
When I locked you out
It was not to make you shout
My window was not your home
You will find your own

Kind little bird your eyes are like the bark
Of the tree you found and made your mark
I must point out
You’re happy now
Can’t you see?
You are better off without me