Little bird, sing a song    about the good days when they're gone.   They don't last for too long,    but they're good now.      Just a light for the moon,   hanging amongst the stars.   May it ring near and far    for its goodness.      Little bird, sing out back.   Go on and wash away the clouds.   I'm afraid they'll bring us   down.      Don't you fall asleep   I won't fall asleep,   guide me home. (x2)      Don't day   Don't daydream.      Don't you fall asleep.   I won't fall asleep,   guide me home. (x3)