I am a bird with a broke wing,
Hurt and unable to sing.
I lie down in despair,
In desperate need of repair,
Hoping for somebody to come and care.
I am unable to grace the wind,
To this dirty earth i am pinned.
Now I can only dream,
To touch the sky,
To happily soar,
The thrill of the wind made me roar.
I wish I would have seen where I was going,
I wish I had a way of knowing,
If I didn't have crashed into a tree,
There wouldn't have been a happier bird than me.
