Richard Page - Broken Wings Lyrics
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Broken Wings
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What Are The Lyrics For Broken Wings By Richard Page?
Baby, don't understand
Why we can't just hold on To each other's hands This time might be the last I fear unless I make it all too clear I need you so Take these broken wings And learn to fly again And 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 To make it right Baby, it's all I know That you're half of the flesh And blood makes me whole Need you so Take these broken wings And learn to fly again And 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 You got to learn to fly And learn to live so free And when we hear the voices sing Let us in, let us in Baby, it's all I know That you're half of the flesh And blood makes me whole Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah So take these broken wings And learn to fly again And 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 You got to learn to fly And learn to live so free And when we hear the voices sing The book of love will open up and let us in |
Who Wrote Broken Wings By Richard Page?
John Ross Lang, Richard James Page, Steve George
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What's The Duration Of The Broken Wings By Richard Page?The duration of Broken Wings is 6:43 minutes and seconds. |
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