Under Your Wing
I went walking down
A boulevard in Paris
And heard a little bird singing
Her mourning song reminded me
Reminded me how
Comforting it was to be
Nestled under your wing
The tickle of your feathers
On my chin
As you held me close
So I would not blow
Away with the wind
It was warm,
It was sweet
It was just what I needed
Before spreading my own
Ahhhhh
A boulevard in Paris
And heard a little bird singing
Her mourning song reminded me
Reminded me how
Comforting it was to be
Nestled under your wing
The tickle of your feathers
On my chin
As you held me close
So I would not blow
Away with the wind
It was warm,
It was sweet
It was just what I needed
Before spreading my own
Ahhhhh
Credits
Writer(s): Marya Stark
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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