Little bird I invite you, build your nest
Little bird, I've got branches above my head
Sway with me aimlessly, walk over mountains high
Find winter nights with me, hang in your hammock high
Over me and over flight and all fright to me
Cup your hands and become
Rain tears on me, be a storm
Be pleasant, be glassy, be born
Go ahead, be the bird in my horns
Come with me
Come with me (come with me)
Come with me (come with me)
Come with me (come with me)
Come with me (come with me)
Come with me (come with me)
Come with me (come with me)
Come with me (come with me)
(Come with me)
(Come with me)