The Spirit We

I could be an angel

Dressed in the devil's clothes

But they'll never let me in

Not as long as anger grows

Are you willing to forgive

What you never can forget

Where I come from is my country

And that I can't regret

Easily you come to me

Summoning The Spirit we

Only have a minute

To never grow old

You say I'm not welcome

In your family's home

They are ready for divorce

And they do not even know

All the ways that I behave

In the safety of your heart

Not willing to receive

What may be the softest part

So willing to deceive-so

Very in the dark

Easily you come to me

Summoning The Spirit we

Only have a minute

To never grow old

Easily you climb

Inside hoping

For a place to hide

In each others

Inner-cities of the soul

Oh, I could wait for you

To never come through

But oh, I will pray for you

Pray for you, pray for you

To be true, ooh, oh, oh

I will pray for you

I will pray for you

Cause you are not a play thing

Nor am I but a toy

You have all of my respect

In this moment of rejoicing

Is never very easy

In colonies of doubt

I've been conquering

My own cause

That's what loves about

Easily, never easily

Easily you come to me

Summoning The Spirit we

I could be an angel

Dressed in the devil's clothes

But they'll never let me in

Not as long as anger grows

Are you ready to retrieve

What we never can restart

I am more willing to bleed

Than I am to be apart

Easily you come to me

Summoning The Spirit we

Only have a minute

To never grow old

Easily you climb

Inside hoping

For a place to hide

In each others

Inner-cities of the soul