I am a bird
With broken wings
I cannot fly
I cannot sing

I wait all day
Behind closed doors
Yearning for my chance to soar

My time to leave
Is growing thin
But where to start?
Where to begin?

I stay here, still
Upon the ground
And in my stillness
Slowly drown

Will I ever spread
These wings and fly?
Time is slowly
Ticking by

I wait and wait
With what to show?
I do not change
I do not grow

But is it that I cannot soar?
How can I know?
I haven’t tried before

It is I who keeps myself down here
I am a coward
I live in fear

I’ve sentenced myself to a life in chains
I can’t feel the sun
But I do feel the rain

I’ve stolen my own
Chance to sing
So for now I’ll blame
These broken wings