Broken
You came to me with a broken wing
It was a sunny day at the end of that spring
I sat up with you and culled you to sleep
Your journey was over - no ore reason to weep
Broken wings
Broken hearts
Broken dreams
Broken glas
After a while you were up and about
I beg you to stay but you moved on like a cloud
Broken wings
Broken hearts
Broken dreams
Broken glas
