Let me sing a song for you and let me be your star

Everytime I look into your eyes I'm really far

Never knowing that to say or knowing what to do

AII the good things in my life are just the though of you.



You are just a wild bird playing in a silver sky

I'm a tree that waits for you to let you rest a while

You can hide here if you want from winter storm and snow

In the shelter of my arms you let your feeling show.



So sweet little wild bird won't you sing 2his song with me

Together we shall sing in perfect tune and harmony

But if you stay aione

yes

in the winter you must die

Yes

I will teach you howto walk

you'll teach m howto fly . . .



So sweet little wild bird

won't you sing this song with me

. . .