The rain is falling
The clouds are grey
Little bird don't fly away
I'm wishing for a glimpse of sun
To have you in my world and hear you sing
But they're saying you won't stay with me
The stars are out
They shine so bright
From the heavens a path of light
So fly away if you must
We'll meet again in my heart I trust
But the rain is falling and the clouds are grey
Little bird I don't want you to fly away
--by me
xoxo erica marie
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