Abbott Hayes - Bird With Broken Wings lyrics

I pointed to the map and said pick a place Just when I thought there would be no reply A western wind came howling in my face And I was flying "Oh don't you take it slow I've been blowing down this road And I've been searching high and low I've been searching high and low" So then and there I tried to plead my case And like a bird with broken wings I tried to fly A western wind has moved me from this place And now I'm fine She pushed me as if saying "Come this way! Hurry now, you're wasting too much time And you will never get to heaven at this pace!" Oh and she was right "Oh don't you take it slow I've been blowing down this road And I've been searching high and low I've been searching high and low"