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Word On a Wing- David Bowie
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In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
I don't need another change still you forced away into my scheme of things
You say we're growing growing heart and soul
In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
Sweet name you're born once again for me
Sweet name you're born once again for me
Oh sweet name I call you again you're born once again for me
Just because I believe don't mean I don't think as well
Don't have to question everything in heaven or hell
Lord I kneel and offer you my word on a wing
And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land but I still care for myself
And I don't stand in my own light
Lord lord my prayer flies like a word on a wing
My prayer flies like a word on a wing
Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?
In this age of grand illusion you walked into my life out of my dreams
Sweet name you're born once again for me
just as long as I can see I'll never stop this vision flowing
I look twice and you're still flowing
Just as long as I can walk I'll walk beside you I'm alive in you
Sweet name you're born once again for me
And I'm ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh Ah
Lord I kneel and offer you my word on a wing
And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land but I still care for myself
And I don't stand in my own light Oh
Lord lord my prayer flies like a word on a wing
And I'm trying hard to fit among your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land but I still care for myself
And I don't stand in my own light
Lord lord my prayer flies like a word on a wing
My prayer flies like a word on a wing
Does my prayer fit in with your scheme of things?
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