• The Sparrow's True Home

    Faithful sparrow in the sky
    As you sore above the trees
    Why don't you just stay up high
    Floating freely on the breeze

    Sometimes I wish to join the sparrow
    As she leaves the world behind
    Out of reach of man's mortal arrow
    Seeing what mysteries she can find

    Weeping willow by the stream
    Now I know just why you cry
    You can look up but only dream
    Of the freedom in the sky

    To city lights the sparrow may roam
    But the willow will always be her true home