Ages passed I knew at last my life had never been.
To tell the truth, I'd scare me too.
A sweetly scented angel fell, she laid her head upon my disbelief, and battled with me with her ever smile.
I don't know about carry out, but you can carry me off to bed.
My words are a whisper, your deafness a shout.
He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall, and the all time winner has got him by the fun.