maybe sparrow, you should wait the hawks alight 'til morning you never pass beyond the gate if you don't hear my warning notes are hung so effortless with the rise and fall of sparrow's breast it's a drowning diving back to the chorus oh, my sparrow, it's too late your body limp beneath my feet your dusty eyes as cold as cane didn't hear my warning didn't hear my warning maybe sparrow, it's too late the moonlight glanced off metal wings in a thunderstorm above the clouds the engine hums a sparrow's phrase for those who cannot hear the words maybe sparrow