She's a broken lady, waiting to be mended
Like a potter would mend a broken vase
A broken lady, waiting to be mended
And have what's left of the pieces put back in place

Her love was like a fortress around a man she would have died for
Takin' care to take care of all he needed
But the lady's fortress slowly turned into a prison
And the warnin' signs he gave she never heeded

She vowed every mornin' that what God joined together
No one else in the world could put apart
Then the walls came tumblin' to the ground
And her world came crashing down around her heart

Now she's a broken lady, waiting to be mended
Like a potter would mend a broken vase
A broken lady, waiting to be mended
And have what's left of the pieces put back in place