Baby walks a wire without a net Baby gives his heart with no regret And from this height where he'll risk the fall For a glimpse of what might be He waits for me I can trace my memory through the dust The ruins of my wanderlust But those are lost who try to cross through The sorrow fields too easily He waits for me I have seen love's wings of grace Cross his fallen-angel face Baby walks a wire so perilous Offers up his hope like a prayer for us To finally feel love's worldly weight Lean up against my garden gate He waits for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
