Grounded Bird

You're a cold hard killer, There's no magic I can see You are not an angel; not the gift from saints I'd thought you'd be. You are like an ice king and you're picking holes in me, but I have thawed and I forgive who you were made to be Maybe you grew

I know who I'll be Don't know if you see I'll start like a seed and I'll grow like a tree You'll hang your love from my branches and leaves Just watch me When the bough breaks Your baby will fall You'll sit by the phone and you'll wait for my call If