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LITTLE BIRD
 

Pretty little bird
Why don't you fly away?
It's almost winter
And certainly you'll freeze if you stay
Pretty little bird
The air is getting cold
And don't you find it lonesome
When your heart is bought and sold?
Pretty little bird 
It's time you left your nest
Try flying on your own wind
Dare to be different than all the rest