My wing are made of feathers each a memory of the past a smile or tear in a day dream with a man that didn't last there's many different men I've met them all it seems If not inside a honky-tonk then somewhere in my dreams they sayou're something special just to take you down they might try to win your heart and buy a wedding gown from one extreme to the other from sixteen to six-two in one way or another they're all said' I love you some are bad and some good I like the ones that play In fact there is a special man tha helped me face the day
