Live - Wings Lyrics
The way I'm on your mind, like a ball and chainLike a destiny to run fromDivision in your soul (in your soul), keepin' you from wholeI can't bare to see you cryingThe weight that lays on your shouldersCould be the wings that carry you homeSometimes you've got to die to be born againSometimes you've got to fightSometimes you've got to learnSometimes you've got to burnThe old brush out so the new can growThe weight that lays on your shouldersCould be the wings that carry you homeYeah, come onCould be the wingsCould be the wings (carry you home)Could be the wings (oh)Could be the wings (carry you home)Like two long, lost friendsLike two, lost friendsLike it two long, lost friendsThe weight that lays on your shouldersCould be the wings that carry you home (carry you home)Come on, come onCould be the wingsCould be the wings (lord above)Could be the wings (oh yeah)Could be the wings (carry you home)Could be the wingsCould be the wings (carry you home)Could be the wingsCould be the wings (carry you home)