Wings Composer(s): Tim Buckley Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Although you've spoken many times before A sight of birth he leaves you by a door And now you know he doesn't understand And all you need is the warmth of his hand
And if he'd smile your loving blood would dance One silent kiss leaves you in a trance And now you know you cannot live alone But you will find your future is unknown One day the questions rise On wings of chance you fly
And on that day your laughs and tears will die And fall as free as seabirds climb the skies And you will love when love comes your way And when it comes there's nothing more to say And now you know he doesn't understand And now you know you don't need his hand One day the questions die On wings of chance you fly
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