Wings to fly.
Wings to swim.
Wings to cover the land.
Wings to soothe the pain.
Wings made of light gold.
I've become a baby.
What will I endure with the blessings I've been given?
To save a life.
Yes, baby, I'd like to give you wings.
Wings to fly.
Wings to swim.
Wings to cover the land.
Wings to soothe the pain.
Wings made of light gold.
Rest in my shadow and allow me to endure.
For you have a brilliant, beautiful life to live as do I have to give.
Will this be the sole version of us always baby?
Yes baby, I'd like to give you wings.
Wings to fly.
Wings to swim.
Wings to cover the land.
Wings to soothe the pain.
Wings of light gold.
Suzie Sateri
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