There's a little bird, Somebody sent Down to the earth to Live on the
wind. Blowing on the wind, She sleeps on the wind, This little
bird, Little bird.
Light and fragile and feathered
sky-blue. Thin and graceful, The sun shining through. She flies so
high, Up in the sky, Way out of reach of human eyes.
Light and
fragile, and feathered sky-blue. Thin and graceful, The sun shining
through. She flies so high, Up in the sky, Way out of reach of
human eyes.
Light and fragile, She's feathered sky-blue. Thin and
graceful, The sun shining through.
And the only time She touches
ground Is when that little bird, Little bird, Is when that little
bird, Little bird, Is when that little bird Dies.