There’s a little sparrow singin’ in a ring around around the sun
And I’m right here on the shoulder just stickin’ out my thumb
No one tells a bird to fly, they just jump and spread their wings
They fly south in the winter and then they come back in the spring

And I’m right back where I started in the space between the lines
I come expecting nothing but what I find
I don’t follow others’ footsteps, I’m the wind between the pines
I only wish that I could stay here in the space between the lines

There’s an angel in the dessert and an island in the sand
And I’m right here on the shoulder so I’ll get there when I can
No one tells a bird to fly they just jump and spread their wings
It was time for me to travel until I found my song to sing

And I’m right back where I started in the space between the lines
I come expecting nothing but what I find
I don’t follow other’s footsteps, I’m the wind between the pines
I only wish that I could stay here in the space between the lines