I come from a land where dreams run are wild, Where the song is sung but never brought down.My heart was given against my will and now im trying to just stand still. What is that i hear? A little spoarrow come to play? Is my heart really given away? Can you sing the song so dear to me but little sparrow, please dont leave. My heart and soul sing with the simple beauty of your song and cry with the grace pf your flight. Oh, little sparrow do come play with me. My heart was broken dont you see?