A Wing and a Prayer - 'Children' - 29/02/08

Gypsy in my blood
 And I lie where the myth is sold
 Cross my palm with silver
 And I'll give you my heart of gold
 Steal away my crystal ball
 And bring me in from the cold
 And it's fair to say there's no comfort here
 No hands to hold and treasure dear
 You could very well be
 The very death of me
 Crawling 'round your floor
 On my hands and knees
 All caution to the wind
 Taken by the breeze
 No grave concern for repercussion
 No room for talk or brave discussion
 Well, I never
 But the Devil may care
 I'm coming in
 On a wing and a prayer
 Snowbound daze
 Leaves me high and dry
 And I swear there's more to me
 Than meets your hollow eyes
 Throw me a line, I'm sinking fast
 I'm not yet willing to die
 My secret's safe with you, I trust
 Show me faith and give me dust
 Well, I never
 But the Devil may care
 I'm coming in
 On a wing and a prayer
 The Devil always fools
 With the best laid plans
 And never can I meet
 With all your choice demands
 It goes against the grain
 To place my life in your hands
 Once and for all, never again
 I'll take the flak if you'll take the blame
 Well, I never
 But the Devil may care
 I'm coming in
 On a wing and a prayer
 Well, I never
 But the Devil may care
 I'm coming in
 On a wing and a prayer