Angel

Comes a messenger horn in hand Crying, "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, baby He does not mince words with me These are explosives that we are packing We are cut from a similar piece and it's hard to handle with care when you're cracking Kinda hard to handle, baby Chorus Oh my heart it longs for him Come here angel, stay by me Find the faith to call me kin I will hold your soul in high esteem If you let me, baby So we move in close and we hold on tight, defining the terms of love But the nerves get struck and we're faced with the fight To see what this union is made of What are we made of, baby I am complicated, he is so protected And we both know the odds But the things that confound mortal minds Are not impossible to God That's a capital G, baby Chorus