Theres no song I could sing with a broken soul ..

A heart will mend
As you let it carelessly fall from your hands
The wind catching it drifting it high up into the sky
Circling ,dancing in the breeze
The smell of pain and hurt fills the air
As it travels to somewhere ,someone else
Unaware of the love it holds
It’s dusty and dirty but still it interesting to the one who finds it
Feel the warmth the connection you hold with in your palm
It will please and adore you in so many ways
If come the day I will believe ,my soul will be filled with music as I have you to hold in the hour of the day .