Big Wings

I could see myself at twenty-eight What do you think of me now? To hell with big wings, heaven can wait I won't be, I won't be checking out Torn between big love and hate A pa*sion whichever way round Could have been, could have been Good intentions run aground I am, I'm truly young but I feel so old 'Cause the gage is good as gold Plump and pearly? It's way too early Slim and surly is clearly divine