Compositor: Atle Byström
Angel, hear my call
Stranger, I'm about to fall
The well that once drew will
Have no more, no more to give
Angel, hear my say
Stranger, come light my way
For many a prayer's escape
Save this one, it's getting late
Angel, I lie awake
Stranger, don't let me break
The violence of the world
Took a hold, a hold of my soul
Angel, hear my call
Stranger, I'm about to fall
A world so hard to bear
Got no choice, oh Lord I swear
Angel, I lie awake
Stranger, don't let me break
The violence of the world
Took a hold, a hold of my soul
Angel, I lie awake
Stranger, don't let me break
The violence of the world
Took a hold, a hold of my soul
Took a hold, a hold of my soul