Song Length |
6:00 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative |
Lyrics
Not long ago I turned away...from you.
Thinking I should teach myself...all the things you knew
Without my sense I tried to find...my way.
And I rounded off the edges with a bottle everyday.
Then you pulled me back into your fold, my friend.
I was staring at the sun...I was losing sight again.
Thank you, for answering my call.
I guess you meant the promise, that you'd never let me fall.
Without you I was beaten up...then beaten down.
My skin is finally healing after being dragged through town.
Without you, I was wounded by the arrows that would fly.
At times the hatred got so thick, they darkened up the sky.
Then you pulled me back into your fold, my friend.
I was staring at the sun...I was losing sight again.
Thank you, for answering my call.
I guess you meant the promise, that you'd never let me fall.
I think you are an angel.
You have strong wings to fly.
But this wicked world won't let you leave the ground.
I think you are my angel.
For although you're stuck down here...
you've freed me from the chains that had me bound.
I know that I've been cold...but I had to pull away.
I couldn't let you watch me getting weaker everyday.
Then you pulled me back into your fold, my friend.
I was staring at the sun, but the world was dark again.
Thank you for answering my plea.
I was living blind, but now I see.
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