Bird With Broken Wings

I pointed to the map and said pick a place

Just when I thought there would be no reply

A western wind came howling in my face

And I was flying"Oh don't you take it slow

I've been blowing down this road

And I've been searching high and low

I've been searching high and low"So then and there I tried to plead my case

And like a bird with broken wings I tried to fly

A western wind has moved me from this place

And now I'm fine

She pushed me as if saying

"Come this way!

Hurry now, you're wasting too much time

And you will never get to heaven at this pace!"

Oh and she was right"Oh don't you take it slow

I've been blowing down this road

And I've been searching high and low

I've been searching high and low"