This little birdie came to me
She landed on my shoulder
I loved to hold her
She was so beautiful
her song matched, too
I held her in my hand
while she sang and danced
This made me smile
I loved her in heaps and piles
Sometimes, she’d cry
and I wondered why
I gave my ear to say
but she’d just walk away
I don’t know why
my love was denied
I begged her not to go
as she moved to the window
But, with sad eyes
she left with barely a goodbye