The Return

The Return

I tried to make sense of my questions
Stuck on my broken hill
ran out of life´s inspiration
But then you found me here
And we painted a future
With ashes of my past

You are my angel
A sacred bond for all times
You are my [A]heaven
Your hands are covering mine

You stɾuck down my [A]fears with your sword
And your heart dried my [A]eyes
Eternities humming our chords
and [Bm]my [A]limits the sky
I´m here painting a future
With ashes of the past

You are my [A]angel
A sacred bond for [Dm7]all [Em]times
You are my [A]heaven
Your hands are covering mine
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