Besedila: Europe. On Broken Wings.

Little Jeanie cried, she believed in all his lies
So much for being good, oh
Johnny did not rest, he did what he thought was best
He did the best he could

Don't try to see the world in different ways
Those moments and all those days
Don't let them faint away

On broken wings
I guess that's how you'll have to fly
Two broken hearts, across the sky

Now he's feeling bad, his heart is cold it's so sad
Somehow he did her wrong, yea
Little Jeanie's heart, is melting fast oh, so fast
Now she feels so strong

Don't try to see the world in different ways
Those moments and all those days
Don't let them faint away

On broken wings
I guess that's how you'll have to fly
Two broken hearts, across the sky

Don't try to see the world in different ways
Those moments and all those days
Don't let them faint away

On broken wings
I guess that's how you'll have to fly
Two broken hearts, across the sky

On broken wings
I guess that's how you'll have to fly, yea
Two broken hearts, across the sky

On broken wings
I guess that's how, how you have to fly to