'Twas a little fish, 'twas a little bird
Who loved each other dearly
But what can one do really
When one is in a pond
'Twas a little fish, 'twas a little bird
Who loved each other dearly
But what can one do really
When one is up in the air
When one's in the air
Lost among the clouds
one'd look down to see
Ones lover swim
And one'd like to trade
Ones wings for fins
Trees for trampoline
The sky for a tub
'Twas a little fish, 'twas a little bird
Who loved each other dearly
But what can one do really
When one is up in the air
'Twas a little fish, 'twas a little bird
Who loved each other dearly
But what can one do really
When one is in a pond
When one is up in the pond
One'd like that a storm comes
Which would bring from skies
Much more then a message
And suddenly to change
During its voyage
Feathers into scales
Wings into a sweater
Seaweed into straw
'Twas a little fish, 'twas a little bird
Who loved each other dearly
But what can one do really
When one is in a pond
'Twas a little fish, 'twas a little bird
Who loved each other dearly
But what can one do really
When one is up in the air