Song | What Wonder |
Artist | Little Wings |
Album | Rockdelux Little Wings |
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Don't fight the day | |
Don't blame the way | |
Don't kill your laughing | |
Fall onto me like suns will shine | |
Bend like a willow | |
Breathe your breath until I billow | |
In the face of what we've lost and what we've found | |
Don't come up short | |
Don't leave the fort without my singing | |
Song in your lungs | |
What's left of mine? | |
Drag me through my coals | |
Put your fingers through my holes | |
Leave me filled so when you're full I'm feeling fine | |
What wonder do you want to see? | |
What part of you is ailing? | |
One for you and one for me | |
When our faith is failing | |
What wonder do you hope to find? | |
What part of you is wailing? | |
Ears are deaf and eyes are blind | |
With fingers brailing | |
Wooooahhhhhhh . | |
Some tree to climb | |
Some trick of mine | |
Your beak is snapping | |
Hold to your chest my tangled vine | |
Bend down to peck and peak | |
When the light begins to leak | |
Leafy shadows on your face are made of mine | |
This treasure chest | |
Is better, best, is booty raking | |
Piled on our table wide and high | |
Sniff at the air | |
Run your paws through my hair | |
Writhing wrong and unaware beneath my sight | |
What wonder do you want to see? | |
What part of you is ailing? | |
One for you and one for me | |
When our faith is failing | |
What wonder do you hope to find? | |
What part of you is wailing? | |
Ears are deaf and eyes are blind | |
With fingers brailing | |
Sway with your curves | |
Leaning back beneath the blurs | |
Of shady limbs and shedding furs we're sure to find | |
Time as it tells | |
With the casting of its spells | |
Don't wear off, wear me well, see me shine | |
Walk with these words | |
Feel the endings of your nerves | |
Another branch to break, a crooked limb to climb | |
Ohhhhh, ohhhh . |
Don' t fight the day | |
Don' t blame the way | |
Don' t kill your laughing | |
Fall onto me like suns will shine | |
Bend like a willow | |
Breathe your breath until I billow | |
In the face of what we' ve lost and what we' ve found | |
Don' t come up short | |
Don' t leave the fort without my singing | |
Song in your lungs | |
What' s left of mine? | |
Drag me through my coals | |
Put your fingers through my holes | |
Leave me filled so when you' re full I' m feeling fine | |
What wonder do you want to see? | |
What part of you is ailing? | |
One for you and one for me | |
When our faith is failing | |
What wonder do you hope to find? | |
What part of you is wailing? | |
Ears are deaf and eyes are blind | |
With fingers brailing | |
Wooooahhhhhhh. | |
Some tree to climb | |
Some trick of mine | |
Your beak is snapping | |
Hold to your chest my tangled vine | |
Bend down to peck and peak | |
When the light begins to leak | |
Leafy shadows on your face are made of mine | |
This treasure chest | |
Is better, best, is booty raking | |
Piled on our table wide and high | |
Sniff at the air | |
Run your paws through my hair | |
Writhing wrong and unaware beneath my sight | |
What wonder do you want to see? | |
What part of you is ailing? | |
One for you and one for me | |
When our faith is failing | |
What wonder do you hope to find? | |
What part of you is wailing? | |
Ears are deaf and eyes are blind | |
With fingers brailing | |
Sway with your curves | |
Leaning back beneath the blurs | |
Of shady limbs and shedding furs we' re sure to find | |
Time as it tells | |
With the casting of its spells | |
Don' t wear off, wear me well, see me shine | |
Walk with these words | |
Feel the endings of your nerves | |
Another branch to break, a crooked limb to climb | |
Ohhhhh, ohhhh. |
Don' t fight the day | |
Don' t blame the way | |
Don' t kill your laughing | |
Fall onto me like suns will shine | |
Bend like a willow | |
Breathe your breath until I billow | |
In the face of what we' ve lost and what we' ve found | |
Don' t come up short | |
Don' t leave the fort without my singing | |
Song in your lungs | |
What' s left of mine? | |
Drag me through my coals | |
Put your fingers through my holes | |
Leave me filled so when you' re full I' m feeling fine | |
What wonder do you want to see? | |
What part of you is ailing? | |
One for you and one for me | |
When our faith is failing | |
What wonder do you hope to find? | |
What part of you is wailing? | |
Ears are deaf and eyes are blind | |
With fingers brailing | |
Wooooahhhhhhh. | |
Some tree to climb | |
Some trick of mine | |
Your beak is snapping | |
Hold to your chest my tangled vine | |
Bend down to peck and peak | |
When the light begins to leak | |
Leafy shadows on your face are made of mine | |
This treasure chest | |
Is better, best, is booty raking | |
Piled on our table wide and high | |
Sniff at the air | |
Run your paws through my hair | |
Writhing wrong and unaware beneath my sight | |
What wonder do you want to see? | |
What part of you is ailing? | |
One for you and one for me | |
When our faith is failing | |
What wonder do you hope to find? | |
What part of you is wailing? | |
Ears are deaf and eyes are blind | |
With fingers brailing | |
Sway with your curves | |
Leaning back beneath the blurs | |
Of shady limbs and shedding furs we' re sure to find | |
Time as it tells | |
With the casting of its spells | |
Don' t wear off, wear me well, see me shine | |
Walk with these words | |
Feel the endings of your nerves | |
Another branch to break, a crooked limb to climb | |
Ohhhhh, ohhhh. |