me any more and every day you turn away from everything you know and every night you fade your light soon you won't know where to go angels calling
call me any more and every day you turn away from everything you know and every night you fade your light soon you won't know where to go angels calling
into day i will walk the narrow way though it be beset with evil thorns and briars i will run and never tire pain and sorrow when i see the seventh angel
