Crushed spirit, broken wing

I'm lost in the memory of this thing

Once loud and clear my heart did sing

But you did steal it away on a string

A tear drop falls, and I wonder about love

Is it you and me? Or the coo of a dove

The comfort of knowing God is above?

No, I don't want to believe in love

A sob escapes my lips, I try to strangle the cry

Sadness, madness it comes together in a sigh

But I pick myself up again and try to fly

Though I never make it off the ground, I sit to cry

You're special to me and I'll always be

reminded Of what was said and more importantly heard

I'll never forget and I know neither will you

But it's all over now, there's nothing we can do.