With broken wings I can't do much,
they lack the love from your touch
& my heart does hurt a bunch
since it misses you and such.
One day soon my wings will fix
with lack of blood from being stitched.
From that night forward I will not cry,
instead these broken wings will fly.
I'll make my wings take me high
to the place you're still alive.
I still hear your voice in my head,
but when I follow I'm darkness led.
Take my hand and pull me in,
I want to see you in bone and skin.
Let the darkness take over me
to finally set my soul free.
Could you sing me a lullaby?
To soothe this pain deep inside?
I screamed at the stars for an answer dear,
but I didn't get one that I could hear.
Eternally far but forever near,
ever so often I'll shed a tear.
I need a place where my heart can rest,
because everything has gone and left.
So won't you sing me a lullaby,
while these wings take us high.