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.
When it was cold and dark little bird came into my life,
when I'd lost sight of the spring.

She was the little spark.

So I stoked the fire,


and I held her warm by it.
Woooooah, and we sang all night.


Little bird came into my life,
when I'd forgotten how to sing.

I had a broken wing,
and all the while she sang to men.
A broken heart will learn the words to say.

We'll fly again someday.

So I stoked the fire,

and I held her warm by it,
And we sang all night.
It's like a window to my heart.

And I sang all night.