If I could talk to you

　　And you could talk to me，

　　What would you say my pretty

　　Little bird up in the tree……

　　When I am feeling blue

　　You always come to sit，

　　Right there， so very near

　　To share your tail's little flick.

　　You're like a gentle message

　　From God's heart， just for me，

　　He can't let me gaze upon Him yet

　　So sends what I can see.

　　I find my God in things He made

　　The softness， colour， every shade，

　　Such loveliness in every hue

　　His character He shows anew.

　　Every petal that bursts forth with joy

　　Like secrets from His hand

　　Whisper……look inside……touch Me

　　I'm in much more than man.

　　My love is in the soft pet of paw

　　A singing bird opens wide the door，

　　Into My heart， if you delight to see

　　All that is precious， all that is Me.