Little bird came into my life,
When I'd forgotten how to sing.
She had a broken wing,
and on the night she came to me,
she sang for me cinders from a spark.
Little bird had a broken heart.
She sang all night.
And in the morning I awoke to find I'd grown a smolder in my heart.
So I stoked the fire,
and I held her warm by it.
Woooooah, and we sang all night.
Little bird came into my life,
