Besedila: Debra Davis. I'm Not Broken.

I?ve fallen, slipped again
I?ll clean up the mess I?m in
I learn my lessons well
One kiss can?t break this spell
I hear, the tears have spoken
I?m hurt, but I?m not broken
I bleed, the wound is open
I?m hurt, but I?m not broken, I?m not broken
Cannot embrace goodbye
Can?t let that sleeping dog lie
My karma, I suppose
Have to hit the dirt to grow
(Chorus)
Just a crack to be filled
Just another dream that spilled
Nothing shattered, nothing gained
I heal again, again, again
Undo my folded wings
To fly beyond these things
The famine feeds the soul
The pieces make the whole
I hear, the tears have spoken
I?m hurt, but I?m not broken
I bleed, the wound is open
I?m hurt, but I?m not broken, I?m not broken