Dying Day-Gin Wigmore

Dying Day - Gin Wigmore Lay down your broken head I can see you cry away your life Fall like you fell from grace Soft, but sweetly say This is my dying day And if you don't mind I would like to Fly Fly far away That's all I wanna do is Fly Fly far my way That's all I'm gonna do On my dying day Live Like you never have Take in all you can Before the wind decides To lead like a Mother Please Don't let go of my hand On my dying day And if you don't mind I would like to Fly Fly far away That's all I wanna do is Fly Fly in my own way Where nobody can touch me Nobody can I'm flying Flying my own way That's all I want to do On my dying day I'm shaken by the cold of the roses that we grow To give our heads a happy state of mind And all I need to know Is where I can go If you lock me out and leave me here to die I will fly Fly far away That's all I wanna do is Fly on Fly in my own way Where nobody can touch me Nobody can I'm flying So far away That's all I want to do On my dying day On my dying day On my dying day