Wings

Standing on the wings of a statue made in desire
Holding onto the sweetest thing I can find
Heaven must have sent you down
Looking over my shoulder, getting me around

Please don't cry
Give me my last penny
We'll get by
Standing on the wings

Sing, sing what you sing and I'll give you a name
Bring riches right now to the sea
Riding to that Moon-cast paradise
All the advice in the world doesn't mean a thing right now

Please don't cry
Give me my last penny
We'll get by
Standing on the wings