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've been told that
Salvation lets their wings unfold,
So when I'm lying in my bed,
Thoughts running through my head,
And I feel that love is dead,
I'm loving angels instead.
And through it all,
She offers me protection.
A lot of love and affection.
Whether I'm right or wrong.
And down the waterfall,
Wherever it may take me,
I know that life won't break me.
When I come to call,
She won't forsake me,
I'm loving angels instead.
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