Come to me an angel said, and hold on, hold on...
With every secret wish inside from your once so foolish childhood, hoping for a joy it seems only the deserving know
Come to me an angel said, and hold on, hold on...
With every secret wish inside from your once so foolish childhood, hoping for a joy it seems only the deserving know
I think I laughed and then I cried and then I laughed again
Her broken neck in hands that never meant to stain the purest skin
You should be miles high and faster still and carried on
I know you'll forgive me for what I've done
You should be (miles high) and carried on