Intro: Well I guess you've left me with some feathers in my hand Didn't make it any easier to leave me where I stand I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now Where'd you come from, where'm I going What'd you leave me till I'm only good for Waiting for you All my sins said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead-end dreaming Every night these silhouettes come clear above my head Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed And whisper, everytime I fall asleep, everytime I dream, Did you come, would you lie, why'd you leave us till we're only good for Waiting for you All my sins said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innoncence is wasted on dead-end dreaming I dream of Michelangelo, when I'm lying in my bed Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book And suck my blood, break my nerve offer me their arms Well I will not be an enemy of anything I'll only standing here Waiting for you, All my sins said that I would pay for them If I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead-end dreaming I'm gone, I'm gone, I leave today, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, take me away, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I leave today, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...