baby walks a wire without a net baby gives his heart with no regret and from this height where he'll risk the fall for a glimpse of what might be he waits for me I can trace my memory through the dust the ruins of my wanderlust but those are lost who try to cross through the sorrow fields too easily he waits for me I have seen love's wings of grace cross his fallen-angel face baby walks a wire so perilous offers up his hope like a prayer for us to finally feel love's worldly weight lean up against my garden gate he waits for me
baby walks a wire without a net baby gives his heart with no regret and from this height where he'll risk the fall for a glimpse of what might be he waits for me I can trace my memory through the dust the ruins of my wanderlust but those are lost who try to cross through the sorrow fields too easily he waits for me I have seen love's wings of grace cross his fallen-angel face baby walks a wire so perilous offers up his hope like a prayer for us to finally feel love's worldly weight lean up against my garden gate he waits for me
