Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wings, artist - Fairport Convention. Date of issue: 27.04.2009
Song language: English
Wings |
| When the Byrds flew in then the dance began |
| We all were lifted up on Californian wings |
| And over London streets in the drizzling rain |
| Well we danced to the sound of Rickenbacker strings |
| It was the kickstart that our young and precious lives needed then |
| And so we started on our long and winding trail |
| We played |
| We found out soon we could fly ourselves |
| We all were lifted up on sturdy home-made wings |
| And in sixty-nine in the summertime |
| Wll we danced to the sound of flying fiddl strings |
| And all the rules and safety first were left unheeded then |
| And with the confidence of youth well we couldn’t fail |
| No more |
| Now the years have flown and our lives have grown |
| And we stay aloft by tattered wings |
| And over city streets in the pouring rain |
| We still dance to the sound of thumb-and-fingered strings |
| Now the screams are where our children make their music now |
| But soon enough they’ll find their fledgling wings |
| They’ll play |