Wings

I sit there, my glass of dew in my hand.
Drowning my sorrows and hurt in each sip.
Sure I look funny, a sober woman in a bar
But I need the comforts of this old home
The comfort of that old Garth song pouring from the jukebox
Soothing my aching heart
His memory still swims in my mind
Keeping me up late at night
Wanting to feel his arms around me once again
But I toss and turn until I cant take it anymore
Then I get up and quietly walk myself into this place
Where I can run and hide for a little while
Until I can find enough strength to spread my wings again.

~Like birds on a high line
They line up at night time at the bar
They all once were lovebirds
Now bluebirds are all that they are
They landed in hell
The minute they fell from love's sky
And now they hope in the wine
That they'll find a new way to fly

A new way to fly
Far away from goodbye
Above the clouds and the rain
The memories and the pain
And the tears that they cry
Now the lessons been learned
They've all crashed and burned
But they can leave it behind
If they could just find
A new way to fly

By the end of the night
They'll be high as a kite once again
And they don't seem to mind all the time
Or the money they spend
It's a high price to pay
to just find a way to get by
But it's worth every dime
If they find a new way to fly

A new way to fly
Far away from goodbye
Above the clouds and the rain
The memories and the pain
And the tears that they cry
Now the lessons been learned
They've all crashed and burned
But they can leave it behind
If they could just find
A new way to fly

They'll leave it behind
As soon as they find
A new way to fly~
~'New Way To Fly~ Garth Brooks