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There must be a thousand ways
Holding us within this maze
Every path we take leads us astray
Comfort me my only son
Till the day my work is done
There's no earthly reason we should stay

And when the wind gets under these wings
You will feel what freedom brings
Stay right by me, walk don't run
I don't want you flying too close to the sun

Turn your eyes towards the light
Steal away in silent flight
The skies are calling out to you and me
Over sea and over land
God protect us with your hand
Bring us safely to our destiny

And now the wind is under our wings
We can taste what freedom brings
Stay right by me, walk don't run
I don't want you flying too close to the sun

God forgive his fall from grace
The sea conceals his resting place
Can we learn to stay behind the line
If we have the means to fly
Some of us will surely die
Being reckless was his only crime

And now the wind is under our wings
We can taste what freedom brings
Stay right by me, walk don't run
I don't want you flying too close to the sun

Vocal Niel Lockwood
Guitars Ian Bairnson
Drums Stuart Elliott
Bass John Giblin
Keyboards Gary Sanctuary, Richard Cottle and Alan Parsons
Saxophone Richard Cottle
There must be a thousand ways    Holding us within this maze    Every path we take leads us astray    Comfort me my only son    Till the day my work is done    There's no earthly reason we should stay      And when the wind gets under these wings    You will feel what freedom brings    Stay right by me, walk don't run    I don't want you flying too close to the sun      Turn your eyes towards the light    Steal away in silent flight    The skies are calling out to you and me    Over sea and over land    God protect us with your hand    Bring us safely to our destiny      And now the wind is under our wings    We can taste what freedom brings    Stay right by me, walk don't run    I don't want you flying too close to the sun      God forgive his fall from grace    The sea conceals his resting place    Can we learn to stay behind the line    If we have the means to fly    Some of us will surely die    Being reckless was his only crime      And now the wind is under our wings    We can taste what freedom brings    Stay right by me, walk don't run    I don't want you flying too close to the sun      Vocal Niel Lockwood    Guitars Ian Bairnson    Drums Stuart Elliott    Bass John Giblin    Keyboards Gary Sanctuary, Richard Cottle and Alan Parsons    Saxophone Richard Cottle