I used to be a little bird
Happily singing and flying.
Silver nights and days were gold
You could never found me crying.
I aimed the sky, I dreamt of soaring high
I guessed I had strongest wings to fly.
I saw a sparkling star one fateful night
I got fascinated and lost my sight.
I forgot my aim I forgot to soar high
I forgot I had strongest wings to fly.
Gloomy days and darkened nights
No hope of any sunshine.
I lived as if I was already dead
Only miracle could be of any help.
Tardily, few rays entered my room
They gave me courage to come out of gloom.
Their soothing touch and Angel like faces
Reminded me of my golden ages.
They gave new wings and strength to fly
They told me my limit is beyond the sky.
I’m singing again and flying again
Coz my angels gave me wings again!