We are born with all wings to fly
But they are torn apart as we journey in life
They are broken even before we have to use them
As we pass through thorns and thistles rough bushes of the forest called life
As the time of take-off comes, the time for us to explore the wonder of the sky
Standing and staring at the runaway of our lives,
We try to push up with our broken wings,
But no matter how much we try no no no
We can’t fly with Brocken wings
At this moment all hell breaks loose, we feel darkness all around us
And what hurts most is knowing, if only I could fly,
But, no no no we can’t with wings torn apart
We sense our destinies above us but to reach them, oh they are just too high
No matter how hard we try to fly no no no we can’t fly with broken wings
We cry to the heavens, only if you be a little compassionate with us
For from whence we were made and given wings
From whence we were given a purpose to fly
Heaven help us fly
Heaven help us fly.