I'm harking back , wishing I could still believe in my guardian angel, but I know I'm just wanting something that's gone for ever. rs, Q, 1987.
If only tonight we could slide
Into deep black water
And breathe
And breathe...
Then an angel would come
With burning eyes like stars
And bury us deep
In his velvet arms
And the rain would cry
As our faces slipped away
And the rain would cry
Don't let it end...
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