Little Bird she cried tonight sitting on her perch. As she looked into his eyes her heart began to chirp. "Do you know what you want with me? Do you know what you want with me? I've clipped my wings but I will leave as soon as they grow back." How can he say what should be said? Spoiled for so many choices. Little bird is pecking at his chest. "Do you know what you want with me? Do you know what you want with me? I've clipped my wings but I will leave as soon as they grow back." Life does not hand you an answer. Time will only reveal. Little bird flies alone. Will you just stand still?