My Angel (part 2)

My Angel (part 2)
The shadow has grasped my hand
And my Angel is know where in sight
Its icy hands creep up my arm
And I shiver in fright.

My tears roll down my checks
I know what this shadow seeks,
It wants me too bow to misery and grief.
But I will stand my ground and
Keep my head held up high,
My Angel will come soon
Just hold on and keep my face
Toward the brightness of the moon.

He will come soon I just know he will
My Angel will sweep my up and fly me
Up into the heavenly stars
For which we belong.
Lets me say good bye to the shadow
And the place where I do not belong.