Broken Wings Mr. Mister |
Baby, I don't understand, why we can't just hold on to each others hands. This time might be the last, I fear, unless I make it all too clear I need you so, ohhh Take these broken wings, and learn to fly again, learn to live so free. And when we hear the voices sing, the book of love will open up and let us in. Take these broken wings. Baby, I think tonight, we can take what was wrong and make it right, mmmm Baby, it's all I know, that you're half of the flesh and blood that makes me whole, I need you so, so. Take these broken wings, and learn to fly again, learn to live so free. And when we hear the voices sing, the book of love will open up for us and let us in. Take these broken wings. Take these broken wings, you've got to learn to fly Learn to live life so free. And when we hear the voices sing, the book of love will open up and let us in. Yeah, yeah, let us in, let us in. Baby, it's all I know, that you're half of the flesh and blood that makes me whole, yeah, yeah, Need you so. |
Art work by Jonathon Earl Bowser Visit his site at: http://www.JonathonArt.com |