Song: Angels

When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love.
And as the feeling grows,
She breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead.
When I feel weak
And my pain comes to a standstill
I look up to the sky
And you know I'll always be blessed with love.
And yet this feeling is growing
She is breathing gives flesh to my bones.
And when love is dead,
In return, I love angels.

I sit and wait.
Does an angel contemplate my fate?
And do they know the places where we go,
When we're grey and old?
Cause I have been told,
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head,
And I feel the love is dead,
I'm loving angels instead.
I sit and wait.
Angels contemplate my fate?
And if they know the place where we're going
When you become old and infirm?
After all, I said,
What, giving Salvation, they spread their wings.
And when I lie in bed,
Thoughts rushing in my head
And I feel that love is dead,
Then in return I love angels.