Comes a messenger horn in handCrying, "Make way for love"I said, "Angel how did you find me here in this tough girl that I made up?"She's a tough girl, babyHe does not mince words with meThese are explosives that we are packingWe are cut from a similar piece and it's hard to handle with care when you're crackingKinda hard to handle, baby ChorusOh my heart it longs for himCome here angel, stay by meFind the faith to call me kinI will hold your soul in high esteemIf you let me, baby So we move in close and we hold on tight, defining the terms of loveBut the nerves get struck and we're faced with the fightTo see what this union is made ofWhat are we made of, babyI am complicated, he is so protectedAnd we both know the oddsBut the things that confound mortal mindsAre not impossible to GodThat's a capital G, baby Chorus
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