Στοίχοι: Gaelic Storm. Human to a God.

Just a small request from this human to a god
Let me ask of you a favor, it might seem a little odd
I?m at a loss
I need to cross the ocean wide
And I need to do it soon, like tomorrow afternoon
If that?s okay

Loan me some wings for a day
Loan me some wings for a day

They don?t need to be angel?s wings, I?m sure they?re in demand
Something better than a chicken or a penguin would be grand
I just can?t wait
She?s set the date to marry him and it really should be me
Which explains the urgency
I can?t delay

Loan me some wings for a day
Loan me some wings for a day

I promise I won?t use them for a daredevil career
I won?t buzz the White House or race seagulls at the pier
I won?t get caught
Doing naughty things with pigeons or cropdusting in Des Moines
And I won?t run off to join Cirque de Soleil

Loan me some wings for a day
Loan me some wings for a day

Loan me some wings for a day
Loan me some wings for a day

I wouldn?t ask this of anybody else
I?m sure you sympathize
Cause you?re the one who made those lips
Put the sparkle in her eyes

It?s not your fault I said the things I said
I don?t blame you for making me a fool
But with these wings, I?ll fly straight to her side
This time I?ll follow through
Oh, come on, God, I?d do the same for you

Just a small request from this human to a God
Before she throws that last bouquet

Loan me some wings for a day
Loan me some wings for a day
Loan me some wings for a day