Have you ever seen a tiny bird without one?
One other tiny bird to hold and to fly -
fly with through the sky -
sky so blue with a soft spring breeze -
breezes breezing the freezing winter away -
away go away to let the warmth absorb that very one.

One without protection
One without a gun
One with no one
waiting
wandering
wondering
Will I find one?
One to call my own?
One to hold?
One to fly?
Through the bright blue beautiful sky?

Yes! No.. Yes. No! Yes?
The wishes I've been wishing
won't come true
until that little tiny bird
comes to me and says,
"You can find one too."