Fly down here, little bird
Right trhough my moody heart
Take away every word
That reminds me of the fight

With the hopeless, evil mind
Who said I'm like a baby
Crying out, like a foolish child
Emotional, Well, I may be.

But that's I wanted to be
Instead of being a fake
I'll be a pretty bride-to-be
And you will bake my wedding cake.

I adore you, little bird
You made me think of the light
Taken away the bad word
Fly down, please, every night!