two birds with a broken wing
so they try to sing
try and make it ring but they

can't fly
no matter what they try
seems they're gonna cry
so they say goodbye

to the world they love
fit in like a glove
with a little shove
somehwat like a dove

that is lost and found
but not safe and sound
cause it's on the ground
searching all around

For it's love that's gone far away
cause she chose to stay
and not to betray all those

people who had brought her here
filled with so much fear
as it would apear from the

face so cold
tryin to fit the mold
all while being bold
and then grab ahold of whats

left as she packs her comb
and then starts to roam
and she's leaving home