I found an angel, so I start to mourn who I used to be

Astounding angel, I promise I will keep

All that I do

And all that I am

And all that I'll ever be

Until the moon turns green and the sun begins to weep

Are the hair ties round your pigtails, a hand to hold when crossing roads

A pot of gold, a tale that was worn but never told

And so it goes

Like an heirloom, like an heirloom

As fast as a missile, I'll rush to settle where you choose to be

And just like a whistle, my breath will guide your seas

Cause all that I do

And all that I am

And all that I'll ever be

Until the moon turns green and the sun begins to weep

Are the hair ties round your pigtails, a hand to hold when crossing roads

A pot of gold, a tale that was worn but never told

So then one day, if the world washed me away, a part of me remains on every journey

Lean on me through all the hurting, singing all the way to so it goes

Like an heirloom, like an heirloom

A heirloom, funny voices singing in a line

A heirloom, not a ring of gold or sip of wine

But a heirloom, something you can hold within your heart

A heirloom, prettier than any work of art

It's a heirloom, a heirloom

And so it goes

Like an heirloom

Like an heirloom