Wings

Shot me down before Spring
Kept me close
Your play thing
Silver strings cage me
Silver strings
(I can hear it calling)
(It whispers so sweet)
Can you come to me
Won't you come to me

Cut the little birdie's wings
Don't let the little birdie sing
Cut the little birdie's wings
Don't let the little birdie sing

(Hold me under water)
(Let me go for good)

Cut the little birdie's wings
Don't let the little birdie sing
Cut the little birdie's wings
Don't let the little birdie sing
Cover it up
Cover it up cover me up

If these wings could fly
I'd be in the sky
Its calling (Its calling)
Its calling (Its calling)
If these wings could fly
I'd be in the sky
Its calling (Its calling)
Its calling (Its calling)

Cut the little birdie's wings
Don't let the little birdie sing
Cut the little birdie's wings
Don't let the little birdie sing
Cover it up
Cover it up cover me up



Credits
Writer(s): Cinnamon David
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