| Searching for meaning sure can leave you cold
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| Calling out for comfort can turn a young man old
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| Standing at the crossroads gets to be a full time job
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| Believing can be like facing an angry mob
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| But I will not lose face in my sweet Lord
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| On the wings of the wind he will carry us home
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| Til our journey will end on heaven’s shore
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| Will his life for safe passage We will never more roam
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| We will fly to him on the wings on the wing
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| My back against the wall staring at the end
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| Howling like a mongel praying for a friend
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| Then I feel his pressence setting my soul free
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| Battling the devil just to keep him away from me
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| I know in my heart I’m not alone
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| On the wings of the wind he will carry us home
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| Til our journey will end on heaven’s shore
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| Will his life for safe passage We will never more roam
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| We will fly to him on the wings on the wing
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| On the wings of the wind he will carry us home
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| Til our journey will end on heaven’s shore
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| Will his life for safe passage We will never more roam
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| We will fly to him on the wings on the wing
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| We will fly to him on the wings on the wing
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| We will fly to him on the wings on the wing
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| We will fly to him on the wings on the wing |