"Broken Wing"

Flying in mid-air our hearts become entangled We have no tools to cut the rope so we can fly independently on the go Attachment is all he knows and only he know so I'm trying to fly strong, but my aptitude is low I'm running out of gas the feathers on my wings is dropping one by one My wing is damaged because of a stab of infidelity to my small heart now there is no pulse no will to fight Should I give up? Jesus keep me afloat I should go my own way permanently Leave my mate alone, but with Jesus as center I know our flight will be strong Jesus repair my wing because I'm going down Only you can save me without a sound Invisible you are, but with faith not sight I can see Land me safely on your platform graciously