No one knows if the sparrow sleeps on its housetop late at night
No one knows if the sparrow weeps when nothing’s going right
I watched it scorn the angry sky huddled against the weather
If I could only fly we could huddle there together
Huddle there together
CHORUS
Oh, the wind blew like a siren and the thunder was a firin’
There was red in the sky that night
But I could stand the blowing, and the waiting and the knowing
I’d be flying on a lonely flight
Let the vultures all assemble, they will never see me tremble
Like the sparrow, I’ll be stone
Like the sparrow, I’ll get by, like the sparrow, I will fly
Like the sparrow, alone
Sparrow alone
Don’t fly into the storm, they said, but my course was firmly set
Silently I stared ahead a lonely statuette
I’d seen things no one should see, I’d faced the great unknown
Like the sparrow I’d fly free and face the storm alone—storm alone
CHORUS
(music and lyrics by Mary James & Jean James)