Ben Harper. Having Wings. Zeneszám

:
I heard a street singer
play a song i knew
and it brought me
closer to you
i heard a street singer
play a song i call my own
it brought me
to my childhood home

life is a blurry eyed heavy hearted
whirlwind of a storm
some things just hurt too
much to cry
memories are like shadows
the light won't make disappear
i still see you smiling
with your eyes

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

for nicole