I rest my broken wings
on your steadfast chest,
you sing me a song
to quell the unrest;
my heart weeps quietly
as thoughts run wild,
you hold me close,
you sing, and I cry;
I've waited long
for you to sing your song,
a heart full of love,
while I'm lost and forlorn;
Ah! what irony
that you sing that song now,
when my mind is a-wander
and I'm woebegone!
But I will give anything
to hear your heart sing,
and so I dam the river,
and rest my broken wings.
on your steadfast chest,
you sing me a song
to quell the unrest;
my heart weeps quietly
as thoughts run wild,
you hold me close,
you sing, and I cry;
I've waited long
for you to sing your song,
a heart full of love,
while I'm lost and forlorn;
Ah! what irony
that you sing that song now,
when my mind is a-wander
and I'm woebegone!
But I will give anything
to hear your heart sing,
and so I dam the river,
and rest my broken wings.
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