but they're getting old
 if you could see the world with my eyes
 you'd be so surprised at what you'd know

 so, if you see my angel of light
 with her sweet wine
 could you let me know
 because i think she's gone again

 fatal are these moments of trust
 that pleases us and who would know
 helped here by the passions of life
 now strife won't let me go

 so, if you see my angel of light
 with her sweet wine
 i thik she needs to know
 that i've gone again
 i've really gone again
 i think i'm gone again

 so lonely