I know it's true and it's all for real...

I sit and wait...Does an angel contemplate my fate and do they know the places where we go when we´re grey and old ? ´Cos I´ve been told that salvation lets their wings unfold...So when I’m lying in my bed ,thoughts running through my head and I feel that love is dead...I’m loving angels instead...
When I’m feeling weak and my pain walks down a one way street I look above and I know i'll always be blessed with love...and as the feeling grows he breathes flesh to my bones and when love is dead...I’m loving angels instead...