my bird flies home from afar
brings the joy of spring to me
o'er the ocean's endless blue
his path is clear and true
perched upon a branch of green
he rests his legs from the long journey
warms my heart with one true song
from my heart i thank you friend for this precious melody
for these sweet and pure tones
when the autumn comes again
that you'll help me sing your song
i'll miss you while you're gone. from my heart i thank you friend for this precious melody
for these 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 own