Little blue bird standing
on a birch branch
Innocent as can be.
Singing a happy melody
as if the world was a happy place.
No worries, drama or problems in sight.
Just a few cheery tunes as the sun rises.
Hope shines on the blue sky as the sorrows of yesterday fades away
with the darkness of the night
Nowhere to be seen ever again.
Just a little bluebird
humming hopes symphony.
