Little Birdie

Little birdie looking at me through the window
Singing words of long forgotten songs of love
Little birdie looking at me through the window
Singing songs i've never ever heard before

Little birdie on a branch of nameless tree
Pouring whistles only brokenhearted see
Little birdie says my love is very near
Whistling sounds that only brokenhearted hear

Little birdie knows my heart is very fragile
So it must be handled only with care
And to those that shattered it they better watch for
For the colors little birdie has to wear

And I never saw that little bird again
Though i heard her singing later many springs
She has grown to be a bird with shiny feathers
And the notes are written on her broken wings



Credits
Writer(s): Filip Vlasic
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