Broken Wings
Bernard Crum / John Jerome
With broken wings with broken wings
No bird can fly no bird can fly
And broken promises mean love must fade and die fade and die
I trusted you I trusted you
You can't be true you can't be true
My heart no longer sings its wings are broken too
Life was wonderful
I flew as high as high
As a bird in the sky I was flying
Dreaming of you just a dreaming of
Dreams coming true then in your eyes
I could see our love die you broke my heart in two