what I read...
what I wrote...
Great thought so late on a friday night. Reminds me of the Martina Mc Bride song below. My Mother bought me the cd for my birthday in the middle of my nightmare of a divorce and said how the song reminded her of how strong I am.
She loved like he was the last man on earth. gave him everything she ever had.
Hed break her spirit down, then come lovin up on her. give a little, then
Take it back. shed tell him about her dreams - hed just shoot em down. lord,
He loved to make her cry. "youre crazy for believin youll 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. with a
Broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to see her fly.
One sunday mornin, she didnt go to church. he wondered why she didnt leave.
He went up to her bedroom, found a note by the window, with the curtains
Blowin in the breeze, and with a broken wing, she still sings. she keeps an
Eye on the sky. with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to
See her fly. with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to see
Her fly. (with a broken wing oooooh)
what I got back...
That was my marriage in a nutshell. Thanks for sharing that with me. I have a thing about wings.... Another thing we have in common it seems... But we fly now, I know we do. Love you, Penny