My Little Birdie

The fair, the cute, the hot, she is all of that. Don't bother showing me another, I won't spare a glance. She is my little birdie.

Dainty she is, both delicate and charming. Yes I said she's pretty, aren't you listening, she is my little birdie.

She is oblivious of all these, when I point it out, she sees me exaggerating. I tell her the truth and she turns away blushing. My little birdie.

I call her mine but then she's free to fly. You don't cage who you love, better free and loving than caged and bearing. Doesn't mean I'm scared if she says it is time. Yes I so love my little birdie.