Lyrics

Underneath the New York Sky
A bird flies by
With a broken wing

While everybody's trying to tally the cost
And weigh the loss
With tears that sting

Yes, we've grown stronger
Stronger than we were before the war

There will be longer
Longer days and roads that stretch ahead
Longer days and roads that stretch ahead

With broken wings
With broken wings
With broken wings

Our children are well
But they sleep in fear of the terrorists
No more sugar plums

We'll call it on the 8 that we're off to church
To sing the hymns
And pray for the slain

Yes, we've grown stronger
Stronger than we were the day before the war

There will be longer
Longer days and roads that stretch ahead
Longer days and roads that stretch ahead
Longer days and roads that stretch ahead

With broken wings
With broken wings
We?ll fly again