You wore your new identity

Like you wore my hand me downs

Off the shoulder, off the cuff

But never, no never with a frown

Although you weren't the chosen one

They still loved and worshipped you

While I slipped back into the shade

As former number ones do

You were the life and soul

And the party had just begun

You could have gotten away with almost anything

In the name of fun

Yeah,in those early days

You couldn't do no wrong

All that those people wanted to do

Was to hear you sing that song.



Little bird, little bird

Sing your song for me

Little bird, little bird

High up in the trees

Little bird, little bird

Sing your song now

Sing your song for me

Sing your song for me



In time they led you from the stage

Your party piece was done

The crowd just stood in silence

As they closed your house of fun

They dressed you up in sombre grey

But still that smile peeped through

They weighed you down with books and rules

They tried everything they knew

Yes, they taught you how to praise the Lord

They spoke of love and compassion too

But when they caught you messing round

They beat you black and blue

Yeah,those penguins were a slapping

Skirts a flapping in the breeze

Their sacreds hearts were broken

They were almost on their knees.



Although you never knew it

There were times..

I would have given almost anything

Just to poke two fingers at the world like you

And borrow that elphin grin

But we were two strangers locked together

Desperately searching for the key

We had that one big thing in common

Our hunger to be free

Yes, we had that one big thing in common

Our hunger to be free.



And finally one summer morn

The rusty chains gave in

You struggled up towards the sky

Though favouring that broken wing

You circled once, maybe twice

Your head was in a spin

It was hard to know where you were going

When you didn't know where you had bin.



You know I still wonder,to this day

if you ever found that special place

Or did that broken wing prove too much

Did you opt out of the race

Id like to think, that your still flying

High above the clouds

Id like to think your still flying

High above the crowds.



Little bird,little bird

Sing your song for me

Little bird little bird

High up in the trees

Little bird, little bird

Sing your song now

Sing your song for me

Sing your song for me