Words by Dottie Burman, Music by Robin Field

I've often heard

When a baby bird

Is big enough to fly, but she's afraid to try,

The mother bird will find a time that's best

To give that baby bird a shove, right out of the nest.

I'm like that little bird up in a tree.

Won't you be a mother bird to me,

And push me out of the nest?

Let me try my wings.

With a little help from you

I think that I can do new things.

I'll make it clear

That I like it here.

I call this place my own.

I never feel alone.

It's not the most exotic spot I've seen,

But still I love the rhythm of our daily routine.

Then why would I want to go?

Sometimes you have to leave your family to grow.

So push me out of the nest.

Let me try my wings.

With a little help from you

I think that I can do new things.

Please, don't tell me you'll miss me.

Please, don't ask me to stay.

It only makes it harder

For me to break away.

So push me out of the nest.

Let me try my wings.

With a little help from you

I think that I can do new things.

Cheer me on!Say goodbye!Help me fly!