Little birds, little birds Waking on a saturday Or something break and run away Catch you, wake you up And make you bleed free Little birds, little birds No one can tell you where The line of trouble hides itself You find it how you can, sometimes too Late
Little birds, little birds Find me, it's happening Something is happening All you have been waiting for This is the day Little birds, little birds Call out to one and love you
Everybody have No one hears you break The surface of the water You hardly break The surface of the water Little birds, little birds Little birds
