Let me sing a song for you and let me be your starEverytime I look into your eyes I'm really farNever knowing that to say or knowing what to doAII the good things in my life are just the though of you.You are just a wild bird playing in a silver skyI'm a tree that waits for you to let you rest a whileYou can hide here if you want from winter storm and snowIn the shelter of my arms you let your feeling show.So sweet little wild bird won't you sing 2his song with meTogether we shall sing in perfect tune and harmonyBut if you stay aioneyesin the winter you must dieYesI will teach you howto walkyou'll teach m howto fly . . .So sweet little wild birdwon't you sing this song with me. . .