Expecting to Fly

There you stood on the edge of your feather,

Expecting to fly.

While I laughed,

I wondered whether

I should wave bye,

Knowing that you've gone.

By the summer it was healing,

We had said goodbye.

All the years we'd spent with feeling

Ended with a cry,

Babe, ended with a cry,

Babe, ended with a cry.

I tried so hard to stand

As I stumbled and fell to the ground.

So hard to laugh as

I fumbled

And reached for the love

I found, Knowin' it was gone.

If I never lived without you,

Now you know

I'd die. If

I never said

I loved you,

Now you know

I'd try, Babe, now you know

I'd try. Babe, now you know

I'd try, Babe.