Angel

I have walked with an angel
through the trees, three weeks into rehab
I would ask to runaway, for a day
I had to walk away

That night alone in my bed
Running through the things you said
Bout your bad brothers, and your dad
I had to walk away

In the morning I heard them talking
Or were those voices in my head
Emotions in the words, telling me
I would never see you again

I have walked with and angel
through the trees, three weeks into rehab
We had our chance to runaway, for a day
I had to walk away