I'm a bird with broken wings
crushed soul, broken heart
I was ready to give us another try
but all you made me do was hurt and cry
Because of you I'm carring a broken heart
and i'm absorbing too much pain
living everyday in vain, trying to stay alive
with a life that feels like trying to catch an on going train
but the only way i'll survive
is if Prince Charming stays away
My soul has died
and you're to blame
it's your fault my heart is out in the rain
maybe to live maybe to die
perhaps someone will find me and help me fly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What's gone and what's past help Should be past grief.