Hear it calling I'm so scared of falling Will I ever fly again? I've been bawling Tears fall in my cauldron Only want my heart to mend I miss floating under the Moon Ghostly gliding over the tombs It gets draining being a mourner Haven't felt the wind in my hair Haven't spent a minute up there Looking out the window from the corner How can you fly with a broken broomstick? I used to soar through the air Fabulous, free and apparently foolish Thinking that life would be fair I've been haunted The sky is all I've wanted Will I ever love again? Heavy grounded Feels like I'm surrounded Burdened by the hell I'm in Haven't felt the wind in my hair Haven't spent a minute up there Looking out the window from the corner How can you fly with a broken broomstick? I used to soar through the air Fabulous, free and apparently foolish Thinking that life would be fair Life's not fair I'll learn to fly with a broken broomstick I'm gonna soar through the air I will be free even if I feel foolish I know that life isn't fair But I know you'd still want me to care