Wings To Work

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                    1.There were   storms          on the highway              As I

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 drove            from her town           But there's nothing            that could

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 make me              turn          back round       For I had dreams  shine like a

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 light      And I watched them go              off in the night               I had

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 beauty      fall apart in my hands             I had lies       I'll never   under-
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 stand                                                           2.The touch of a 
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 work                                                                  It don't get
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 easy        the further you go            And it takes longer        to get on the
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 road             I can't i-magine           what kind of chain             Kept me
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 down       in a cave
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                     3.Well I don't   work                         I wish there was

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 something     she could fix        For her-self       I did my best        But the

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 strain        on my soul       Was dragging me down         into a hole

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          I'll be free          in the world          I'll be free           In the

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 world      When I get    the wings to work           I'll be free

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            Once I get    these wings to work    these wings to work

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            When I get     the wings to work                  Free             as a

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 bird        When I get      the wings to work

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2.The touch of a child kept me sane
  Through all the dark years I took her rage
  For being abandoned and afraid
  Falling prey to evil ways
  I thought love would be a cure
  But I was a fool to endure
  For I'd be free free as a bird
  If I could get the wings to work

3.Well I don't mean to sound bitter
  For in truth I won't forget her
  All the suffering and the effort
  Never meant we'd be together
  And the only thing to be learned
  Is how much pain we can burn
  For I'd be free as a bird
  If I could get the wings to work