Little Bird

A little bird landed on my arm
And ruffled its wings.
Then it opened its beak
And began to sing

If I were a little bird
I would fly away
I’d soar through the sky
Every night and day.
 
The little bird
Looks up at me
It is everything
That I want to be
 
If I were a little bird
I would fly away
I’d soar through the sky
Every night and day.
 
The little bird stretches,
Looks up at me
Spreads its wings,
To fly free
 
I know that the little bird
Deserves to fly free,
So I hold out my arm,
And watch it leave me
 
I wish I was a little bird
So I could fly away
And maybe I’ll fly back,

Somehow, someday