One green April morning when I was a young boy

I lay by the window watching the rain

And I wondered if ever the sun would come shining

So I could go somewhere to play

Then down from the sky flew a little brown sparrow

And he landed on a branch of an old willow tree

And he sit there watching as I lay wondering

Just the little brown sparrow and me

Then he looked in my window and spied his reflection

There was the willow, there was the sky

And he wondered if ever the sun would come shining

In which was the way for the sparrow to fly

Well, he spread out his wings and he flew to the window

Fast as the wind, sure as could be

But the sky in the window was only a wishing

For the little brown sparrow and me

So there by the window, the sparrow had fallen

He died on the ground in the cold April rain

And I wondered if ever the sun would come shining

And someone could only explain

Then I laid there and saw the wind blow through the willow

And cover him over with yesterday's leaves

And there in the rain, I cried for that sparrow

For the little brown sparrow and me

On a green April morning when I was a young boy

And that little brown sparrow was free

On a green April morning when life.... was a window

For the little brown sparrow and me

By Justyn C Case