Testo When Pigs Fly

Born into, born into this room as you I have never left I grew in my futility, just me The room is was born into Is made of cells without a view An artificial wind that blew To bring my silent love to you Her angelic face, her immaculate grace Are shining through the night Like the stars in space and the moon in the sky But loving you is like when pigs fly I still know, I'll see you when we stand in rows Ready for the walk And so I will start to move and go With you my darling hand in hand We'll stumble to loading ramp A cold September wind will blow Then I will kiss you, yes I know Her angelic face, her immaculate grace Are shining through the night Like the stars in space and the moon in the sky But loving you is like when pigs fly