How Can I Follow You

The cold days of spring give way to the summer

And we find our gaze upon those left behind

I don't know if anyone or anything can follow

The first time I thought I could read all the signs

So merrily back to the spell you were under

And I'll try to repair what you left of mine

I can't seem to figure where we went asunder

So I'll stick to my script and I'll just say my lines

Dear, how can I follow you?

How can I get through?

Lord, I've seen an angel too

How can I follow you?

I thought I had paid my fair share of the prices

For the worst things I've done, the deceptions I've tried

Lord I have tried to break free of my vices

But yet I'm forsaken, my wishes denied

Now that my home is the urn for my ashes

And I stand on the ruins of my broken times

I wish I could shake off the curse of your absence

Lord grant me another way to pay for my crimes

Dear, how can I follow you?

How can I get through?

Lord, I've seen an angel too

How can I follow you?

How can I follow you?