Don't Fly To High [(with Joanna Field)]

He was old as he walks lonely
Through the park
To the bench
Where he would sleep on
After dark

He saw a bird high in a tree
And said, listen carefully
So your life
Will not end in misery

Don't fly too high my little bird
'Cause if you try you may get hurt
You will burn your wings
When you reach for the sun

Don't fly too high my little bird
Your lonely cry won't be heard
'Cause you'll be tumbling down
To the ground
'Cause pride will have a fall

Then the little bird came flying from a tree
And he landed lightly on the old mans knee
Just a tiny piece of bread
It was all the old man had
But he gave it to the little bird and said

Don't fly too high my little bird
'Cause if you try you may get hurt
You will burn your wings
When you reach for the sun

Don't fly too high my little bird
Your lonely cry won't be heard
'Cause you'll be tumbling down
To the ground
'Cause pride will have a fall

Then one morning the old man went
To the highway
All the cars he tried to stop
Were passing by
And so he could not save his friend
Who was dying in his hands
Because his broken wings would never mend again

Don't fly too high my little bird
'Cause if you try you may get hurt
You will burn your wings
When you reach for the sun

Don't fly too high my little bird
Your lonely cry won't be heard
'Cause you'll be tumbling down
To the ground
'Cause pride will have a fall