wings

one of the very first things i wrote

 

WINGS

 

I think I seen you on the TV

And in the window of every car that passes me by

I think I must be dreaming

Or hopefully just hallucinating

Falling from the sky wings folded back

I don’t want to pull out of this dive

But I know I'm gonna

Cause if I'm dead tonight

I can't miss you when I sleep alone

 

Dreams are made of these

And I can't tell you what makes me go on

Living just to die

Laughing just to cry

Looking around but never seeing what’s really there

I thought you left but you were always there

(I thought I missed you but you never left my side)

 

I cut off my wings to day so I can't pull out of this fall

Empty bottles razor blades and photographs that hold my soul

Take all the things that make me

All the things that hold me down

Lift me up and let me go

Let me fall

The rushing wind the life before my eyes

Your arms open once again

To catch me as I fall

 

Dreams are made of these

And I can't tell you what makes me go on

Living just to die

Laughing just to cry

Looking around but never seeing what’s really there

I thought you left but you were always there

(I thought I missed you but you never left my side)