Lyrics

Give Me My Wings
Jim McNeil



Guess I gotta get myself some rest; everybody here needs a break sometimes
Hell even God use to get Sunday off, but that was long before our time
You tell me I?ll be riding on the glory train, to take me to the mansion when I die
But I don?t want to leave here before my time

My heart says God, give me my wings
I?ve done my trip, now I wanna touch those shiny things
I won?t wait here, waiting on some bell to ring
Oh my God, give me my wings

Doubt and dark the shadows mark, a line she drew twenty years ago
Chance and choice, such and endless voice, the past come back like a dull echo
What if, what then, should I could I, pounding like a toothache in her soul
It ain?t so easy just to let it go

But I say God, give her those wings,
The past can?t fly where she?s gonna wear those shiny things
Where angels walk, you bring the best that you can bring
Oh my God, give her those wings

Fly away, so high away
So far so fast so free
One little touch, one little wish is all I?m asking
Please, please,please

Try to grab some of that magic stuff, put it in your pocket for a rainy day
That liquid gold will line your soul, might make sense to you along the way
Inch by inch, step by step; friend your doing fine
Just keep walking that narrow line

My heart says God, give me my wings
Done my job, now I?m reaching for the brassy ring
Can?t stop now, still got some songs to sing
Oh, my god give me my wings,
Oh dear God, give me my wings



Copyright Jim McNeil , Front Porch Music/ASCAP 2001 2005