Kissing little knees and elbows Casualties of play Soothing bruised and fragile egos And send them on their way Lost your balance on your bike Lost a quarter, lost a fight Hugs and Band-Aids come in handy For whatever bleeds And wishing wells and throwing pennies Puts your mind at ease But broken toys will turn to broken hearts And the time will come when I can't find all parts Broken glass to broken dreams Broken bones to broken wings And you will need a healing beyond me You will need a healing beyond me I tuck you in and read stories Knowing you are safe I watching you sleeping, I watch you breathing I have a quite ache You are places I can't know You will fall and I'll let you go I'll let you go Wishing I could hold these moments Forever and a day Oh, but like the bird, whose wings grow stronger You will fly away I flew beyond my mama's reach, I fell and landed on my knees, And found healing comes in higher wings Like mama said Broken toys will turn to broken hearts And the time will come when I can't find all the parts Broken glass to broken dreams Broken bones to broken wings And you will need a healing beyond me, You will need healing beyond me.