A Broken Wing
She loved him like he was the last man on earth.
Gave him everything she ever had.
He’d break her spirit down, then come lovin’ up on her,
Give a little, and take it back.
She’d tell him about her dreams,
He’d just shoot them down.
Seems he’d love to make her cry.
Said you’re crazy for believing you’ll ever leave the ground.
He said only angels know how to fly.
And with a broken wing, she still sings.
She keeps an eye on the sky.
With a broken wing, she carries her dreams.
Man you ought to see her FLY!
I feel like this is the epitome of my relationship with P. I sing it all the time since I’ve been pregnant (with tears streaming down my face). It gives me strength & courage. I may be broken, but I can and will still FLY!
