It feels old inside.
The fun has gone.
And a desperate rain,
pitter patters down.
Because my angel light,
has been burnt out.
And some might say,
It may never reignite.

Won't someone,
Light my angel light?
Won't someone,
Light my angel light?

It feels old inside.
The fun has gone.
And a desperate rain,
pitter patters down.
Because my angel light,
has been burnt out.
And some might say,
It may never reignite.

Won't someone,
Light my angel light?
Won't someone,
Light my angel light?
Won't someone,
Light my angel light?
Won't someone,
Light my angel light?
My light.
My light.

You'd whisper words into my ear.
and take away all my fear.
And now that you're not breathing
It's hard to keep believing.

You'd whisper words into my ear.
and take away all my fear.
And now that you're not breathing
It's hard to keep believing.

You'd whisper words into my ear.
and take away all my fear.
And now that you're not breathing
It's hard to keep believing.