Текст песни Eric Bachmann - Little Bird

Along the crowded roads of ruin
Among the throngs of old cliches
A gentle bird of grace and beauty
Came down to sing a sweet refrain

Won't you fly away with me?
Won't you fly away with me?

She circled over through the evening
As we traveled sorrow bound
And offered up her wings for using
But we could not lift off the ground

Won't you fly away with me?
Won't you fly away with me?

'Cause nothing here ever changes
It's the same old thing everyday
Don't you know, little birdy?
You're the only one worth your wait

Some people search every corner
To find the place where they belong
Many fall back out of order
Many more go down alone

So, won't you fly away with me?
Don't you fly away from me

'Cause all the leaves on the street
Are blowing 'round and the sky is gray
And if you leave, I believe
We'd all just wither and fade away

'Cause nothing ever changes
It's the same old thing everyday
Don't you know, little birdy?
You're the only one worth your wait