Hanson - Broken Angel Lyrics
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Broken Angel
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What Are The Lyrics For Broken Angel By Hanson?
So small, yet still so proud
At night before he dreams he looks into the clouds A high-flyer's what I want to be Seems they won't let me Says I'm too small I don't feel small at all Break my dreams That's what they'll do Well, I'm going to run away And learn to fly like you I'm going to go so high And swoop so low You can't bring me down Going to be so proud Oh little angel, you got to learn to fly Get up and earn your wings tonight Little angel, just look in my eyes Get up and earn your wings tonight Push and shove, then climb aboard This is the shuttle train to the top of the world When you look around, what do you see? These are all high-flyers But none of these high-flyers look like me What is that supposed to mean Oh oh What am I supposed to be I pull my way up through this crowd To find your body crushed on the ground It's so obvious why couldn't you see That you can't go high-flying Without a pair of high-flyer wings? Oh little one's broken lying on the ground Trying to get up 'till his last breath out Wings are strewn everywhere there's blood all around Even angels die, but that light just fades It's so sad, but he'd be so proud Oh, broken angel, you've got to learn to fly Get up and earn your wings tonight Broken angel, just look in my eyes Get up and earn you wings tonight Get up and earn your wings, earn your wings tonight |
Who Wrote Broken Angel By Hanson?
Isaac Hanson, Taylor Hanson, Zac Hanson, Zachary Walker Hanson
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What's The Duration Of The Broken Angel By Hanson?The duration of Broken Angel is 4:49 minutes and seconds. |
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