Michael Martin Murphey
Little Bird
Little bird come sit upon my window sill
Sat there through the falling rain
As I watched that bird upon my window sill
I saw my thoughts of you go by again
And the picture of my face reflected on the pane
Is it tears I see or is it rain?
I remember how we talked before we said goodbye;
Too young to know the world outside our door
And now the miles of time have built a wall my love
And though I try I just can't tear it down
No regrets about the past; there's nothing I can change
Oh, life's a road we walk just one way down
And looking back I do recall that frame of time
When the world was love and time was just a thought
Many things go many ways. Your force of life is such
We all must pick that road of life to walk
And age gives off old memories like hand-notes in a log
Where the world is time and love is just a thought
As my thoughts go tumbling back I wonder how you look
I wonder if you've seen that little bird
I wonder if he sat upon your window sill
I wonder if you'll ever hear these words