Broken Wings کے بول

Through the golden sunset Across the borderline Stands a cross A simple sign There the fires of evening Reveal so many things But who can mend broken wings? Southern belles, fancy rings Divorced from many things As the story goes Wish I could fly Take the ever winding Where the morning rain Takes a cloud from the sky There I long to love you Love is everything Who can mend broken wings? Through the night, love is blind The light of day not kind The sense of loss you find No sense at all And should you gaze and wonder Where the eagle flies Fallen angels might sing Who can mend broken wings?