Wounded I fell from the sky
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You fed me right from your hand
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Once a small frightened dove
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Now the falcon on your glove
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Strong enough to fly should you command me
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But let me stay,
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Please try to get to know me
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I can find my way
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To loving you will show me
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And then one day
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Just this side of forever
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You might hold me
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So I never fly away
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Oh I need you
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But if you ask me to leave
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And I should cling to your sleeve
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Then just wave me goodbye
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And away I will fly
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To circle high above you when I leave you
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repeat chorus
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this side of forever
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| roberta flack |
