The Desperation Angel - Andy Irvine, John Wesley, Mark Prator

I’ve grown tired

I’ve grown cold

nothing causes any harm to me

hated things I hold

I can’t feel what you give to me

see the skin’s burned from my hands

I remember what you promised me

Like some Desperation Angel

I come running back to you,

running back to you

running back…

And in desperation, Angel

I come running home to you

running home to you

I’ll come running home…

My eye have numbed

my words have died

can’t witness what I’ve become

God could burn my eyes

I can’t bear you to look at me

is there nowhere I can hide

I hold on to what you promised me

Like some Desperation Angel

I come running

back to you

and in desperation, Angel

I’ve come running home to you

trust in me my angel

you’ll never know what I’ve been through

never know what I’ve been through

no no, never know what I’ve been through

I’m your Desperation Angel

I’ve come running home to you

and in desperation, Angel

I’ve come running back to you

running back to you

running back to you

running back to you

running back to you