A Broken Wing

Martina McBride

She loved him like he was 
The last man on Earth 
Gave him everything she ever had 
He'd break her spirit down 
Then come lovin' up on her 
Give a little then take it back 

She'd tell him about her dreams 
He'd just shoot 'em down 
Lord he loved to make her cry 
You're crazy for believin' 
You'll ever leave the ground 
He said Only angels know how to fly 

And with a broken wing 
She still sings 
She keeps an eye on the sky 
With a broken wing 
She carries her dreams 
Man you ought to see her fly 

One Sunday morning 
She didn't go to church 
He wondered why she didn't leave 
He went up to the bedroom 
Found a note by the window 
With the curtains blowin' in the breeze 

And with a broken wing 
She still sings 
She keeps an eye on the sky 
With a broken wing 
She carries her dreams 
Man you ought to see her fly 

With a broken wing 
She carries her dreams 
Man you ought to see her fly