We had a sort of a bond together
Slowly it's sliding away...
Thinking you know everything, thinking you know better
Soon I have nothing left to tell...
The Angels will stay to help me
Whispering the words I need to say...
I speak with Them, no one else understands because I'm talking to Angels no one can see
I just pray for Them to stay
Together with the soft voices of my Angels I keep walking
I've run out of words
I cry out of happiness because the Angels are still here...still talking
You just don't know how much it hurts