Little emerald bird. wants to fly away. If I cup my hand. could I make him stay?. Little emerald soul. Little emerald eye. Little emerald soul. Must you say goodbye?. All the things that we pursue. All that we dream. are composed as nature knew. In a feather green. Little emerald bird. As you light afar. It is true I heard. God is where you are. Little emerald soul. Little emerald eye. Little emerald bird. We must say goodbye.