Wake dove, stretch your feathers
Were it not love, how far you could fall
Fly now, darling, find how
broken wing can be the best to soar on
It's not the perch you've climbed to reach,
But the broken wing that's made you meek
That's when he lifts you high

Believing is not about seeing
Faith is not about reaching
And on this journey I keep learning
Flying is not
flying is not
flying is not about wings

Sparrow, trapped by a window
Every resource spent for just one goal
It's not by work you find your escape,
But in your defeat when you seek his face
That's when he lifts you high