Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blue Murder
Blue Murder
Performer
John Sykes
John Sykes
Vocals
Nik Green
Nik Green
Keyboards
Tommy O'Steen
Tommy O'Steen
Drums
Marco Mendoza
Marco Mendoza
Bass
Kelly Keeling
Kelly Keeling
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Sykes
John Sykes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Sykes
John Sykes
Producer
Nik Green
Nik Green
Engineer
Mike Fraser
Mike Fraser
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

There's a runaway child on the streets tonight
Only needed love
She's a fallen angel's sacrifice
Only needed love
She don't know why
Mama never cared or cried
And daddy's little girl has her deepest scars inside
She says it's alright, I'm glad it's all over
There's just one problem that she'll have to face
She'll be back, jack, turnin' 'em over
Makin' money turnin' tricks and dates
She don't know where she's goin'
Only she know where she been
And if that pain inside still growin', don't give in
All alone when the cold winds blow
She'll sell a piece of her soul
Take these broken wings of love
And learn to fly, rise above
Keep your faith in God and love
'Cause heaven holds a place in your name
And there just ain't enough love going round and round and round and round and round
Take these broken wings of love
And learn to fly, rise above
Keep your faith in God and love
'Cause heaven holds a place in your name
There's a suicide call on the line tonight
Only needing love
There's a fallen angel in my sight
Only needed love
And she don't know why
Mama never cared or cried
And daddy's little girl holds her deeper scars inside
All alone, when the cold winds blow
Stand alone when the water flows
Come on baby, it'll be alright
Save your soul tonight
Take these broken wings of love
And learn to fly, rise above
Keep your faith in God and love
'Cause heaven holds a place in your name
Take these broken wings of love
And learn to fly, rise above
Keep your faith in God and love
'Cause heaven holds a place in your name
There's a runaway child on the street tonight
She's a fallen angel's sacrifice
And there's a suicide call on the line tonight
There's a blood red stain on the wire tonight
Come on, baby
Written by: John Sykes
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