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Baby, don't understand
Why we can't just live long to each other's hands
This time might be the last, I fear
Unless I make it all too clear
I need you so

Take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live free
When we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up and let us in
Take these broken wings

Baby, I think tonight
We can take what is wrong and make it right
Baby, it's all I know
That you're half of the flesh and blood that makes me whole