Sunday Lyrics: The Girl and The Bird

I decided that every Sunday I am going to post some lyrics written by me. It may have been written a time ago, or may have been written moments prior, either way, every Sunday this is the goal. If you would like to use the lyrics, message me and we will arrange something.

She saw a pretty bird
Trying to cross the street
Its feathers like emeralds
The finest blackest beak

The pretty little bird
Trying to fly away
Until a savage brute
Got into its little way

She found the pretty bird
With its broken black beak
It still had its beauty
In its own special way

Coo coo coo
She sang the bird to sleep
Coo coo coo
She sang the bird to peace

She kept the little bird
Inside a little box
She cared for the sad bird
The pretty bird was weak

She loved the little bird
It grew stronger each day
But with its broken wings
It couldn't fly away

The girl knew the bird
Was strong enough to leave
Happy to set it free
Sad to see it away

Coo coo coo
She sang the bird a song
Coo coo coo
She sang the bird to peace

The caring pretty girl
Her days approached an end
Living each little day
Like everything's the same

The sickly pretty girl
Living her final day
Abandoned by everyone
But she liked it that way

The sweet, kind, pretty girl
Saw the pretty little bird
Perched outside her window sill
It flew to her and sang

Coo coo coo
She sang the girl to sleep
Coo coo coo
She sang the girl to peace

Coo coo coo
She sang the girl a song
Coo coo coo
She sang the girl away