Pub cover April Sixth - Dear Angel

Dear angel of mine, yeah. Where do I start to express how I feel? My love’s gone blind. Now all that I feel is what I hear. Your words rip and tear Through my heart so weak and pure. Now I find myself wanting to die. I bleed for the second time tonight, Holding the love that’s in my mind. If only my love could be with you. If only this pain, this pain died too. So I break you away, away, away from me. So I break you away, away, away from me. As I sit here alone, oh, Just thinking about everything that you