He turns off the lights to forget
those memories that make him cry
When he was a child he had to confront
a monster of a man who abused him
He painted him in blue and purple colors,
Inside he screamed 'please no!'
Now he's a man who searches for love
He's confused, he doesn't see his worth.
Loneliness, it broke him, he has a wall painted with anxiety
Loneliness, it found him, in the mirror is reflected a lie
Loneliness, it finished him, at night is when he begins to cry
Because that is where the reality hits him --
Of an emptiness that his heart ignores.
In his loneliness, an angel cries.
In his loneliness, an angel cries.
With his sigh he takes from a drawer a .38 that he's always saved.
He remembers the day when he attempted it, and could never explain what had stopped him.
He felt a warmth that reminded him that when he was a child, an angel protected him.
He searches in silence his heart, searches for the life he never lived.
Loneliness, it saved him, he has a wall painted with colors
Loneliness, it found him, in the mirror is reflected the truth
Loneliness, it protected him, at night is when he begins to cry
Because what he searches for he was able to find
in the eyes of a man that knew how to love him.
In his loneliness, an angel cries
In his loneliness, an angel cries
In his loneliness, an angel cries
In his loneliness, an angel cries