My bird flies home from afar
brings the joy of spring to me
Or the oceans endless blue
he never fails,
his path is clear and true.
Perched upon a branch of green
he rests his legs from the long journey.
Forms my heart with wondrous song,
I listen close,
he tells of battles won.
From my heart,
I thank you friend for these precious melody.
for these sweet and pure tones,
sweet and pure tone.
And the autumn comes again
I ask you from my heart, my friend
that you'd have me sing your song
oh summer guest,
I'll miss you while your gone.
From my heart I thank you friend
for these precious melody,
for these sweet and pure tones,
sweet and pure tones.
You made a shelter for my soul,
if your language, I could speak,
I would weave a song for you of my home.
brings the joy of spring to me
Or the oceans endless blue
he never fails,
his path is clear and true.
Perched upon a branch of green
he rests his legs from the long journey.
Forms my heart with wondrous song,
I listen close,
he tells of battles won.
From my heart,
I thank you friend for these precious melody.
for these sweet and pure tones,
sweet and pure tone.
And the autumn comes again
I ask you from my heart, my friend
that you'd have me sing your song
oh summer guest,
I'll miss you while your gone.
From my heart I thank you friend
for these precious melody,
for these sweet and pure tones,
sweet and pure tones.
You made a shelter for my soul,
if your language, I could speak,
I would weave a song for you of my home.