Having Wings

I heard a street singer play a song I knew

That brought me closer to you

I heard a street singer play a song I called my own

That brought be to my childhood homeDid you go back from where you came?

If I get there, will they have my name?

If they don't, I'll only have myself to blame for all these things

True happiness is having wingsLife is a blurry eyed, heavy hearted, whirlwind of a storm

Something they just hurt too much to cry

Memories are like shadows, the light won't make disappear

So I still see you smiling with your eyesSo did you go back from where you came?

If I get there, will they have my name?

If they don't, I'll only have myself to blame for all these things

True happiness is having wings