Fallen

Bree Sharp

Lucy is gazing out into space

She has starry eyes, starry eyes that light up her face

Like an angel



Little girl, little girl questioning me

She ssys, "Why doesn't everyone have what they need?

Where are the angels, angels, angels?

Where are the angels, angels, angels?"



I cannot tell you my little darling

All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen



The stars in Lucy's eyes run down her cheek

Like teardrops of fire, still her voice is as sweet

As an angel



She says, "Where is the place that the good souls go?

Where they take away, take away the pain that they know?

Where are the angels, angels, angels?

Where are the angels, angels, angels?"



I cannot tell you my little darling

All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen



Ashes (to) ashes, all fall down

Ashes (to) ashes, all fall down

If I could take the world in my arms

I'd take all the wrong and I'd fly



Yes, I'd like to know

Where the good souls go

Where are the angels, angels, angels?

Where are the angels, angels, angels?



I cannot tell you my little darling

All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen



Away