If I Had Wings - Simple Minds

Open inside something about this pain

There’s something about this sweet refrain

Reminds me that you’re not there

And if I could care there’s something about this curse

Like a needle inside a silken purse

Reminds me of all that you’d bring

If I had wings

I’m still standing

Blue mountain high

Only the fables get to fly

Without these words there’s no reason why

It reminds me of all that you bring

If I had wings

Would like to teach myself

If I had wings

Would learn to stir myself

If I had wings

Strapped inside won’t be denied

Nightmare brings

All that you said

And if I could fly

Long time saviour

That’s the sinner’s crime

Well without such trust

I know that I can never find

Never find — Never find — Never find

If I had wings

If I had wings

I’m still standing

Never find — Never find — Never find

Open inside something about this pain

There’s something about this sweet refrain

Reminds me that you’re not there

And if I could care there’s something about this curse

Like a needle inside a silken purse

Reminds me of all that you’d bring

If I had wings

If I had wings

If I had wings

If I had wings

Open inside something about this pain

There’s something about this sweet refrain

Reminds me that you’re not there

And if I could care there’s something about this curse

Like a needle inside a silken purse

Reminds me of all that you’d bring

If I had wings

I’m still standing

Blue mountain high

Only the fables get to fly

Without these words there’s no reason why

It reminds me of all that you bring

If I had wings

Would like to teach myself

If I had wings

Would learn to stir myself

If I had wings

Strapped inside won’t be denied

Nightmare brings

All that you said

And if I could fly

Long time saviour

That’s the sinner’s crime

Well without such trust

I know that I can never find

Never find — Never find — Never find

If I had wings

If I had wings

I’m still standing

Never find — Never find — Never find

Open inside something about this pain

There’s something about this sweet refrain

Reminds me that you’re not there

And if I could care there’s something about this curse

Like a needle inside a silken purse

Reminds me of all that you’d bring

If I had wings

If I had wings

If I had wings

If I had wings