Beautiful heart,
I tried to set you free
After you were dropped
So fragile
You could not fly again.
I picked up your pieces
Gave them away
In hopes that someone could fix you
But you picked yourself up
And hobbled back to my chest
You hid there, beautiful heart
Trusting no one
Why did I let this happen?
Fly again please,
Let your beauty soar.
Listen to me, dear heart
Your mate is across the country
He wants you to fly too.
Use the pieces you've put back together
And fly til you see your reflection.
Your flight will be long
But when you pass over the hills
Pick up the rest of your pieces
See your reflection beautiful heart?
Do you feel your mate calling?
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