Sometimes I feel like a Little Bird
How you want to fly but did not fly high
Maybe one day I branches on the habitat has become the goal of the hunter
I fly a green genius found himself become a helpless
Every time the dead of night when I always sleep
I suspect that not only did not get better tomorrow
How will what who knows
Happiness is just a legend that I never find
I was a little Little Bird
You want to fly and fly, but did not fly high
I am searching seek searching a warm embrace
This requirement is considered too high
I was a little Little Bird
You want to fly and fly, but did not fly high
I am searching seek searching a warm embrace
This requirement is considered too high
All know my name you good
The world is so small, we are destined nowhere to hide
When I tasted human well-being when you decide for you the ideal combustion
The pressures of life and the dignity of life which is an important
I was a little Little Bird
You want to fly and fly, but did not fly high
I am searching seek searching a warm embrace
This requirement is considered too high
I was a little Bird.
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nicholas chuah
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