Good love beside me

A warm bed in which to sleep

Quiet the voice insideThat only of weakness speaks

Feels like no angels

Follow where I tread

Made to make a home but I am

Lost in wilderness instead

And I will find

Myself alone again

And all my fears

Become the dreams of yester-when

Awake in this hell space

I can barely hold my tongue

Try for my life to be someone

Who can never come undone

Feels like no angels

Follow where I tread

Made to make a home but it

Burns to the ground instead

And I will find myself alone again

And all my fears

Become the dreams of other men

And I will find myself alone again

And all my fears

Become the dreams of yester-when

(Oh oh hmm)

And I will find

Myself alone again

And all my fears

Become the dreams of yester-when