a guardian angel is keepin’ half an eye on me,
she’s a strange girl, but as far as I can see,
there’s no danger that I’ll lose the way, ‘cause the way is chasing me..

a fallen angel, but I think she’s got my back,
I can’t explain her, I can’t prove it like a fact,
but there’s a shadow that shades my feet, that someone must’ve cast..

from the first light of the day, till her final colors fade,
and through the darkness, sore afraid, you remind me to be brave,
though the trumpet’s call is faint, down here slumming with the saints,
you whisper, “there’s no time to waste..”

..from the first light of the day, till her final colors fade,
and through the darkness, sore afraid, you remind me to be brave,
though the trumpet’s call is faint, down here slumming with the saints,
you whisper, “there’s no time to waste..”

a guardian angel is keepin’ half an eye on me…