March
20 April 2008
We were once young and blessed with wingsNo heights could keep us from their reachNo sacred place we did not soarStill greater things burned within usI don't regret the choices that I've madeI know yo
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare,The shadow in the background of the morgue,The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valleyWe can live like Jack and Sally if we wantWhere you can always find
I got a story it's almost finished,And all I need is someone to tell it toMaybe that's you
With one hand highYou'll show them your progressYou'll take your timeand I care
I'll always be here for another.Over and over and I'll always be here.
I feel that when I'm oldI'll look at you and knowThe world was beautiful
Respectfully, some honesty I'll ask you nowDo you hear the conversation we talk around?back away to the safety of a quiet houseIf there's half a chance in this momentWhen your eyes meet mine, we show
May angels lead you inHear you me my friendsOn sleepless roads, the sleepless goMay angels lead you in
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