The finger picking pattern is up to you to figure out.

I don't know how to explain it well enough.

That's the key, though.

Let your ears teach your fingers

Just like they taught your tongue how to talk



Little bird come and sat upon my window sill.

Sat there thru the pourin' rain

As I watched that little bird upon my window sill

I saw my thoughts of you go by again



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And a picture of my face reflected on the pane

Is it tears or is it rain?



I remember how we talked before we said goodbye

To young to notice the world outside our door

And how we laughed and said our love was free

Like birds that fly the winds

Well the rainy day made me think of you once more



I have no regrets about the past I see how young we were

When our world was love and life was but a thought

Many things go many ways and many times but once

Our lives have passed and that love is but a thought



CHORUS



So as the thoughts go tumblin' back I wonder how you loved

Wonder if you've seen that little bird

I wonder if he's sat upon your window sill

I wonder if you'll ever hear these words