INGRID MICHAELSON HIGHWAY LYRICS

On a Highway along the atlantic I'm rifling through these last 17 years.
The radio waxes romantic. It's lullabies fill our eyes with tears.

We don't say a word.
There's nothing to say that hasn't been heard.
And how you've grown my little bird.
I'm regretting letting you fly.

6 pounds and 7 ounces. A ball of bones and flesh and tears were you.
Now your hands, your tiny pink hands, grew larger than my hands ever grew.



[ Highway lyrics brought to you by LyricsYouLove ]
We don't say a word.
There's nothing to say that hasn't been heard.
And how you've grown my little bird.
I'm regretting letting you fly.
I'm regretting letting you fly.
I'm regretting letting you fly.

On a Highway. On a highway.


The words and lyrics to this song are the intellectual property of INGRID MICHAELSON and his / their respective music label. Download INGRID MICHAELSON music online or buy an album if you wish to support him / her. Also visit our sponsors to download HIGHWAY ringtones or mp3s for your cell phone. If you want to help make this song by Ingrid Michaelson popular, please share it below or blog about it.