Today was so slow

Not going too fast

We had some trouble

That didn't pass.



Yelling and screaming

Kicking up sand

I felt your pain from

Back of your hand.



Where is my angel, crying shame?

When is tomorrow full of blame?

Where is my saviour, crying shame?

And why does each answer sound the same?



Scene from the window

City and sky

I know that you're out there

Somewhere tonight.



Send me a phone call

Or bring me a sign

To tell me that I'm still

Fresh on your mind.



Where is my angel, crying shame?

When is tomorrow full of blame?

Where is my saviour, crying shame?

And why does each answer sound the same?



Its been five hours

Since you walked away

Will I get to see you

After today?



The truth is I'm sorry

For sinning again

Lies catch up sooner

In the end.



Where is my angel, crying shame?

When is tomorrow full of blame?

Where is my saviour, crying shame?

And why does each answer sound the same?