Broken winged bird at your window Won't let you touch her though Sometimes pride can be A burdened thing
Broken winged bird at your doorstep Won't let you hold her yet Though you ache to draw her in To begin again
Oh, too many broken things Oh, breath, bone and wings Oh, through small little openings We fly Into a little light
Broken winged bird on your shoulder Each day a little older Time has feathers too It can fly away from you
Oh, too many broken things Oh, breath, bone and wings Oh, through small little openings We fly
We've got these broken winged birds in our mouths Broken winged words to let out And tender hearts inside our chests That sing from rooftops, trees and nests
Oh, too many broken things Oh, breath, bone and wings Oh, through small little openings We fly Into a little light