Faraway Girl Lyrics - Subdudes

Made from an angel's hand, with a spirit on high 

Moving closer to the center of the sweet by and by 

Glowing like a candle in the black of the night 

Golden shimmers of pure love, racing down the pale starlight 

She don't wanna be the faraway girl 

She needs love though they're a thousand miles apart 

Sometimes the dove will land in my front yard 

Bringing tidings from the faraway girl 

Living near the angels, some call it paradise 

Chasing through the alleys, a dream inside her mind 

How many broken arrows lie stillborn at your feet 

Do you find it easy to smile on people that you meet?