Take That - Bird in Your Hand Lyrics
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Bird in Your Hand
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What Are The Lyrics For Bird in Your Hand By Take That?
When I return
You keep me warm If we allow Once in a while Into the sun You show me how To be alone Now I am flying As a bird in your hand I am when you are here How could I know In this strange foreign land All I feel, is it real Together we'll grow All things connect Feel my heart in my fingers The lines uncorrected The marks on a page Bird in my hand Like a song in the morning Just something I wanted to say I love the sound of everyday The things around I never noticed You cut your hair We made it home Out of the rain Somewhere to shelter As a bird in your hand I am when you are here How could I know In this strange foreign land All I feel, is it real Together we'll grow All things connect Feel my heart in my fingers The lines uncorrected The marks on a page Bird in my hand Like a song in the morning Just something I wanted to say Gotta fly away Fly away Gotta fly away All things connect Feel my heart in my fingers The lines uncorrected The marks on a page Bird in my hand Like a song in the morning Just something I wanted to say Just something I wanted to say |
Who Wrote Bird in Your Hand By Take That?
Benjamin Weaver, Gary Barlow, Howard Donald, Jamie Norton, Mark Owen, Michael Corson
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What's The Duration Of The Bird in Your Hand By Take That?The duration of Bird in Your Hand is 3:21 minutes and seconds. |
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