A broken heart like a broken wing

It must have its time to mend

I am like a crippled bird

In hopes one day to fly again

I loved you so and I was faithful

I cared more than words could say

But love is cruel and life is hateful

Now you've gone and flown away

Oh, to die, 'Twould be a pleasure

Slow to heal, but quick to cry

Fragile as a sparrow's feather

Crippled bird too blue to fly

Oh, the loss is cold and shameful

And the grief so deep and sharp

There is nothing quite as painful

As a true blue broken heart

Oh, to die, 'Twould be a pleasure

Slow to heal, but quick to cry

Fragile as a sparrow's feather

Crippled bird too blue to fly

Fragile as a sparrow's feather

Crippled bird too blue to fly