Martina Mcbride - Broken Wing

With a broken wing she carries her dreams man you ought to see her fly

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 'bout her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord he loved to make her cry
You're crazy for believing 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