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You're The Sparrow In My Hand
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Wounded by old love, finds peace and friendship and understanding. Later develops into a soul's true love.
Trained classical musician gone country I am not a true band I do not do gigs I cowrite and compose music All song displayed are available for any artist wi
Trained classical musician gone country! I am not a true band. I do not do gigs. I cowrite and compose music. You are welcome to listen and enjoy and if you're an artist or an agent looking for the sake of an artist, these songs are originals and are available for artist recordings.
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#19,857 today Peak #170
#4,378 in subgenre Peak #27
Author
Robert George/Sharon Irene Wells
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(c)2001 Robert George/Sharon Irene Wells
Uploaded
April 16, 2002
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MP3 3.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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The Sparrow In My Hand Like a blade of grass, like fine crystal glass hearts are fragile things perched on loneliness, heart held to your breast like a broken wing. It was wet outside, you came here to hide through my cabin window the way clouds still cling, to your healing wing someone must've hurt you so. You're the sparrow in my hand looking to my hollow eyes I'm weary of this woeful land you're weary of the skies. Winds south, feathers soft, should life you aloft and spirit you away but you say you've been, too long on the wind with me you'd like to stay. You're the sparrow in my hand looking to my haunted eyes I'm weary of this woeful land You're weary of the skies. Though my window's wide, you remain inside contented and calm some need open doors, some...windows before they'll sleep in lovers' palms. You're the sparrow in my hand looking up hungry at me I'm starving too, and understand tasting life is feeling free.... Tasting life is feeling free. (c)2001Robert George//Sharon Irene Wells
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