The day is young

The day is young

And the little bird dear

He fell from his nest

And is trapped here

So full of sweetness

But with so much fear

He thinks i am his hunter

The thought i can't bear

Give me your touch

And let me come near

And i promise you

I'll take your care

I will not harm you

let this be clear

Come close O little bird!
Come sit...
...Right here

Author: Sister Sahar