True by Mike Schmid

c'est la vie

hold (on) little bird,
i hear you.

i hear
(your song)
sing

in the morning
as

the sun comes up.

i hear
(your voice)
call loud and clear, little mocking bird,
rising

like the wind
on this
magnanimous plain,

(your spirit)
talking to the sky.

i hear
(your dreams), little bird.

i greet them

every day...