There was a little bird that flew away

She flew so far to find somewhere to stay

Nowhere was she wanted and though it sounds quite cliché,

That little bird grew sadder every day.

Nobody needed her, no not at all

They pushed her towards a cliff and they watched her fall

But little did they know that to their appall

That bird could fly, she'd walk or even crawl.

She had such a spirit that clung to her side

She had plenty secrets for her to hide

She had sweet emotion and bitter pain inside

But most of all, she hadn't any pride.


Though she took her tiny strength and she kept going

She would never give up nor ever quit growing

So she flew on without even knowing

Where she would end up, she just flew on, singing and crowing.

This is the story, of the of the unwanted bird

That flew far away, and thus went unheard.

Though she never gave up, she pushed on for ever

Now she roams all alone, on her isolated endeavor.