[Intro]
(Ah, this next song, um, is about the first song that anybody wrote for me
It was written for me by two friends
Ah, became very good friends when I first arrived in London from, um, my hometown
And they wrote this song which reminded me very much of my home, it made me feel very homesick
And it's called "Sparrow")

[Verse 1]
On Sunday morning everyone will leave the house
Dressed for the Sunday service
And through the streets I used to know
They go to meet their friends
And so they take the family seat
Father prays so earnestly forgetting all around him
When Eleanor sings in the choir
It's like a lark in summer

[Chorus]
The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies
With mighty wings he reaches
As high as any other bird
He shall inherit all the earth

[Chorus]
The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies
With mighty wings he reaches
As high as any other bird
He shall inherit all the earth
[Verse 2]
A wealth of silence will descend upon the town
In colours of the evening
The thought has troubled me before
I know alone I need a song to fill each moment
I had to find it out my way
They couldn't stop me leaving
As though they knew, but could not say
They let me go believing

[Chorus]
The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies
With mighty wings he reaches
As high as any other bird
He shall inherit all the earth

[Chorus]
The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies
With mighty wings he reaches
As high as any other bird
He shall inherit all the earth

[Outro]
Through the blue and hazy drift of after two
A saxophone is moaning
I rise and step into the cold night air
(Thank you
Thank you)