Hey, little sparrow
Puffed up against the cold
You know as well as I, winter's still here, though it's old
Sing your spring song, dear one,
Tell the humans it won't be long
But winter's still here, and has to have it's say
Spring just got to pop up for a couple days
Winter's still got some strength
But not as strong as a sparrow's will
And you, little bird, you tell them, okay?
That you'll be around, whatever come and still
Wee little sparrow, puffed against the cold
Go ahead, tell the humans that winter's growing old