Open inside something about this pain There's something about this sweet refrain Reminds me that you're not there And if I could care there's something about this curse Like a needle inside a silken purse Reminds me of all that you'd bring If I had wings I'm still standing
Blue mountain high Only the fables get to fly Without these words there's no reason why It reminds me of all that you bring
If I had wings Would like to teach myself If I had wings Would learn to stir myself If I had wings Strapped inside won't be denied
Nightmare brings All that you said And if I could fly Long time saviour That's the sinner's crime Well without such trust I know that I can never find Never find - never find - never find
If I had wings If I had wings
I'm still standing
Never find - never find - never find
Open inside something about this pain There's something about this sweet refrain Reminds me that you're not there And if I could care there's something about this curse Like a needle inside a silken purse Reminds me of all that you'd bring If I had wings If I had wings If I had wings If I had wings
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
Printer Friendly Version
