WINGS
I was loving you when you grateful
They want you bad, they want you bad
I say
You're major now, you wear a seven out
No time for that, you never ask I
I say the word, you pray the word, I'll make an offer that
And what were you hoping I'd say
The wings ain't so bad till they break
But all I know is I want you bad, but don't break, break
You gone leave me precious anyway
Swerve, hitting curbs every time that I pass
And I curve every person who ask
High flying, street dwelling
Mid-air I'm regressing
I'll never take you there
I wait, I wait, let wisdom speak it all the same
But I'll never take you there
What they were waiting for
Twenty-five years now they waiting for God to see
Watch as they getting old
Nobody burning, happy in person
I could be you but I'm waiting for
Tell me I, give me a sign for you
I've been waiting on signs for you
Tell me I, tell me I
And what were you hoping I'd say
The wings ain't so bad till they break
But all I know is I want you bad, but don't break, break
You gone leave me precious anyway
Swerve, hitting curbs every time that I pass
And I curve every person who ask
High flying, street dwelling
Mid-air I'm regressing
I'll never take you there
They want you bad, they want you bad
I say
You're major now, you wear a seven out
No time for that, you never ask I
I say the word, you pray the word, I'll make an offer that
And what were you hoping I'd say
The wings ain't so bad till they break
But all I know is I want you bad, but don't break, break
You gone leave me precious anyway
Swerve, hitting curbs every time that I pass
And I curve every person who ask
High flying, street dwelling
Mid-air I'm regressing
I'll never take you there
I wait, I wait, let wisdom speak it all the same
But I'll never take you there
What they were waiting for
Twenty-five years now they waiting for God to see
Watch as they getting old
Nobody burning, happy in person
I could be you but I'm waiting for
Tell me I, give me a sign for you
I've been waiting on signs for you
Tell me I, tell me I
And what were you hoping I'd say
The wings ain't so bad till they break
But all I know is I want you bad, but don't break, break
You gone leave me precious anyway
Swerve, hitting curbs every time that I pass
And I curve every person who ask
High flying, street dwelling
Mid-air I'm regressing
I'll never take you there
Credits
Writer(s): Larson Reed Mcdonald, Ryan Jasper Petersen
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