I don't touch you the way I used to. And I don't call and write when I'm away. We don't make love as often as we did do. Couldn't wait, now waits and it usually goes away.
I'm telling you it's over. Now there's an angel. Holding me. My way's easy. Even if you're fallen. Oh you're struggling. There's still beauty. In what we do.
I'm telling you it's over. Now there's an angel. Holding me, my way's easy. . Even if you're fallen. Oh, you're struggling. There's still beauty. In what we do.