teresa
adams, peter bradley
i watch her walk before me
the proof of all her choices
i see the weight in her eyes
she's learned to talk to angels
they come to her at night
so lay with me and rest a while
there's no way for me to love her
there's no way for me to stop
so i wait the night to meet her
in a dream that i have lost
i watch her walk before me
she leaves me with a smile
and i'm frozen by the spirit
so lay with me and rest a while