Alejandro Meola - Black Feathered Angels Lyrics

I was alone and couldn't find the way back home
It was cold and I was wet and I was broken
Chasing down black feathered angels
They tell me: "Boy, you just need to be patient
Cuz all of this is true but you gotta make it happen"

Another town, another girl, another moonlight
Another stage, another wage, another blues might
Get me some Black Feathered Angels, to tell me: "Son, get a grip just be patient
Cuz all of this is true but you gotta make it happen"

Now is late, I really hate that this is over
The empty streets are out of tricks and getting older
Chasing down black feathered angels
They tell me: "Boy you just need to be patient
Cuz all of this is true but you gotta make it happen"