It happens we run into an angel
And then he takes us
Under his wing for a moment
When, in anxiety’s bite
An angel sometimes, somewhere, waits for us
And we can't stop ourselves
To keep him tight against us
And we can't stop ourselves
From wanting to lock him up
To keep him just for ourselves
Anxious and fragile, existence
Like an autumn leaf
That flies and flies in the wind
So frail and faded is hope
But look, angels really exist
And we can't stop ourselves
From wanting to lock him up
To keep him tight against us
And we can't stop ourselves
Watch out for every encounter
Because angels look like everybody
Watch out for every encounter
Maybe it's an angel showing himself
And then beware of falling in love
And then beware of falling in love