Little Bird

Oh little bird high in the tree…

If I write a song would you

Deliver it for me?

Oh little bird singing so gay…

Would you fly to my love

So far away?

Oh little bird how high

Did you fly?

Now that your back did she send a reply?

Oh little bird what do you mean?

You went to her home

But she was nowhere to be seen

Oh little bird how I despair

You you flew all that way

And she was not even there

Oh little bird what I implore

Continue your quest

Sing out my song forever more

Oh little bird as you fall to the ground

Your life was not wasted

For my love is found.