Little bird came into my life,
When I'd forgotten how to sing.
She had a broken wing, 
and on the night she came to me,
she sang for me cinders from a spark.
Little bird had a broken heart.

She sang all night.

And in the morning I awoke to find I'd grown a smolder in my heart.
When it was cold and dark little bird came into my life,
when I'd lost sight of the spring.
She was the little spark.

So I stoked the fire,

and I held her warm by it.
Woooooah, and we sang all night.

Little bird came into my life,
when I'd forgotten how to sing.
I had a broken wing,
and all the while she sang to men.
A broken heart will learn the words to say.
We'll fly again someday.

So I stoked the fire,
and I held her warm by it,
And we sang all night.
It's like a window to my heart.
And I sang all night.