i feel like an echo waiting for a voice of its own i am waiting in the darkness for a word to take me home i feel like a broken shadow that is long since overgrown a skeleton that s kept my memories written in it s bones but if your eye is on the sparrow if you re worried about the dove have you heard all of my shouting will you come down from above if your eye is on the sparrow if you re worried about the bird did you get all of my letters did you read my troubled words i feel like a dried up fountain waiting for rain to fall to fill the cracks and holes and see if there is hope for me at all i feel like an empty inkwell with nothing left to say cause all the letters that i wrote to you have all been thrown away but if your eye is on the sparrow if you re worried about the dove have you heard all of my shouting will you come down from above if your eye is on the sparrow if you re worried about the bird did you get all of my letters did you read my troubled words but if your eye is on the sparrow if you re worried about its wings then i m a fool to think that you d ignore the worries that i sing rather if i hear an echo and if the shadow s there then you must be on the other end to make these things appear  oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh i sing because i m happy i sing because i m free his eye s on the sparrow and he watches over me oh i sing because i m happy i sing because i m free his eye s on the sparrow and he watches over me1