a little bird told me
you were [bad word] 
even though i had
faith in you
i believed
the lying words
of a sly
little bird

so, with the bird, one day
you flew away
i woke up too late,
you had gone
playing on
with the song
of a hurting
little bird

still i watch the sky
still i wonder why
still i thought that i
can carry on

if i can be strong
if you hear my song
you'll know that it was wrong
to say goodbye

such a cold bird, so hard
captured your heart
does it matter i am
falling apart?
breaking fast
as the flesh
of a dead
little bird

still i watch the sky
still i wonder why
still i thought that i
can carry on

if i can be strong
if you hear my song
you'll know that it was wrong
to say goodbye