Baby Bird Flying So High:
Cotton balls, fluffy in the big blue sky
Looking at the little Robin flying so free
The petite little baby bird flying so high

She had no destination only to fly
She felt so free from flying in the breeze
Cotton balls, fluffy in the big blue sky

No one could quite ever understand why,
Why they found the little bird in the tree
The petite little baby bird flying so high

Laying there in the tree screaming ‘oh my!’
She wanted to get up and fly with glee
Cotton balls, fluffy in the big blue sky

Soon she became weak, looked into the sky
And called out one last time ‘please come help me!’
The petite little baby bird flying so high

She closed her eyes, sole lifted to the sky
She anxiously thought, please remember me
Cotton balls, fluffy in the big blue sky
The petite little baby bird flying so high