hint of praise
promise of spring
and I looked out of the window
|Can you see him?|
as he sat perched there singing his little heart out
and as I sat back down at my desk and continued typing
I couldn't help but smile because I could still hear him
and through a glass window
(he refused to let any barrier overpower his beautiful song)
"I sing because I'm happy"... he sang
"I sing because I'm free"
(then I joined in)
what's the point of even singing a beautiful song
if no one can still hear it
even while in the midst of...
their office noise