Beauty is a rare perfume

Precious, yet doesn't last long

Youth is but a playful breeze

That blows our way once then moves on

Love is a hidden treasure

Some never find where it lies

And memory is a little bird

Flies through life, live or dies

Chorus:



Little bird

Take me aboard your beautiful wings and let me fly

Fly me away back to yesterday

And drop me off there awhile



Let me smell the rare perfume of the sweet flower of beauty again

Let me run in the playful breeze of youth long gone with the wind

Let me sit for awhile by the place where i found the treasure of love

Then sing me a song as you fly me along on our long last journey above