Little birdie, so happy and free
Couldn’t you just swap lives with me?
Wings spread wide, in the air
Flying high, going anywhere
No worries, no pain
Just you, gliding like a plane.
How can it be that I’m stuck here?
While you’re so free my dear.
The songs you sing
The colour of your left wing
So perfect and simple
As cute as a newborns dimple
It seems so unfair,
That you have such little care
Soaring so very high
Away, up into the sky
If I where you
I would fly away too,
Travel and explore
Right over the North shore
Nothing would stop me
I would be in total glee.
Although I cant fly
I will always try.
