Jay Rodger - Rebel's Wings

Oh it seems
You've never been big enough for kings and queens
But the way you speak
And the way you think makes fools of kings and queens
Even you silence
Holds it's own kind of quality
Place your fingers on my eyelids
Maybe then I'll begin to see
Maybe then I'll begin to see

Oh and hold me closer
And never mind the things they say
And when I burn the coast clear
We'll pack our things and run away

And on a bed
Of fire and heat, we'll place the things we've seen
And then forget
Because where we're headed it better than where we've been
Where we're headed is better than where we've been

Oh and hold me closer
And never mind the things they say
And when I burn the coast clear
On rebel's wings we'll fly away