Fly Away

Fly away, fly away little lovebird

The Spring is come, the Winter's gone,

Fly away, away, little sad bird.

Though Spring buds the flower

And ice flees the stream,

Fly away, fly away little cold bird.

No longer a tree to rest your feet,

No longer a crook to build your nest,

Fly away, away, little hurt bird.

Your home from Spring before

Gave in to Winter last,

Fly away, fly away little lone bird.

Your songs are not wanted here.