by Stephen Stills

© 1976 Gold Hill Music



There's a guardian angel

Watching over you, yes

Better mind your ways

Just might leave on you

In the darkness

Who else is really with you?

Only you alone

Got to live with you all the time

When there's no more time

And nothing left to do

Who will hear you?

Who will hear your heart?

Your guardian angel, yeah.

Who are these kindred spirits?

Would you know them

if they stood in front of you?

They come below

The longing beseech at you

Trying to telephone

Someone might listen for a while

When there's no more time

And nothing left to do

Who will hear you?

Who will hear your heart?

Your guardian angel, yeah.

When a passing stranger

Looks away from you

An uneasy feeling

Starts coming over you

Somebody watching somewhere

Maybe today it's you

Comes a desperate urge to run

Guardian angel, where are you?

When there's no more time

And nothing left to do

Who will hear you?

Who will hear your heart?

Your guardian angel, yeah.