I've been hurtin'
From another promise to myself gone wrong
Never certain
I could weather any storm that came along
Things have to change
Somehow that much is clear
Boy, you'd best stop living
On a wing and a prayer tonight
'Cause the odds are long
When you roll the dice
And hope it turns out right
You've got too much riding
On a wing and a prayer tonight
And the one sure shot at paradise
Is slipping out of sight
On a wing and a prayer tonight
I hear the talking
All the words of wisdom echo in my head
But the walking
Is only done by hearing with my heart instead
Tellin' the truth
That by now should be clear
Boy, you'd best stop living
On a wing and a prayer tonight
'Cause the odds are long
When you roll the dice
And hope it turns out right
You've got too much riding
On a wing and a prayer tonight
And the one sure shot at paradise
Is slipping out of sight
On a wing and a prayer tonight
Jesus, save me from myself
(Save me)
Heaven knows there's no one else to turn to
Every time I fall
I see the writing on the wall
Boy, you'd best stop living
On a wing and a prayer tonight
'Cause the odds are long
When you roll the dice
And hope it turns out right
You've got too much riding
On a wing and a prayer tonight
And the one sure shot at paradise
Is slipping out of sight
On a wing and a prayer tonight, yeah
Stop living on a wing and a prayer
And hope it turns out right
You've got too much riding
On a wing and a prayer tonight
And the one sure shot at paradise
Is slipping out of sight
On a wing and a prayer tonight
A Wing and a Prayer was written by Michael Gleason.
A Wing and a Prayer was produced by Cheryl Rogers.