Worry Wings کے بول

Have you any nightmares? Have you any cause? I can talk you through them. All your little wars. Cos every night when you’re in bed A battle rages in your head The angel and the devil in you fight If I could clip your worry wings The peace of mind that I could bring. It hurts me. It hurts me. Is it that I could love you more? Protect you from the world out there? Bring you things that you adore? Distract you from what you can’t bear? Cos every night when you’re in bed A battle rages in your head The angel and the devil in you fight If I could clip your worry wings The peace of mind that I could bring. It hurts me. It hurts me. Cos every night She’s waking in a sweat Every night Can’t get away from it Every night I feel her trembling I hold her tight To bring her back again