How Shall a Sparrow Fly

But how shall a sparrow fly, Allow her heart to sing If all she can do is cry, About her broken wing? Well how shall a sparrow fly, If weather sleeps at night? Well keep her feathers dry Under clouds of death and rain Well how shall a sparrow fly, To find her one true love? If all she can do is lie around, And dream of a white tailed dove? Oh, how shall a sparrow fly? Allow her heart to sing If all she can do is cry, About her broken wing?