Broken Wings Lyrics

Soror Dolorosa Broken Wings

Here I come today, for the first time My mantle closed, my hands in the pockets A man, who follows me With my suitcase, almost done...as I could. Winter speaks to me, with its intimate language Telling me secrets, or lies I could expect from all the years, since I was born Nowhere, Nowhere. The airport is there, receiving my footsteps I climb the stairs

I fly tonight, I fly tonight I fly tonight with you.