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Lost Souls

All he wishes for is some faith again
prays everyday he'll see her face again
feel her embrace as time slowly fades and then
hide away and dream of the next day but when

his angel goes away he seems to go into depression
she once told him his words are his greatest weapon
the therapy only works if she's physically present
but she hasn't been so he picks up the smif n wessun

and contemplates all the reasons why he should stay breathing
his mind is clouded by all of the anger he's feeling
looking up to the sky he asks God why are all these demons
taking away everything that he ever believed in

all he hears is silence; but little does he know
that everything is happening as he sits there feeling low
somebody knocks on the door, he opens and its a package
from anonymous and just starts tearing it like a savage

its a letter from the girl who he's been trying to find
and it read, hey baby i know i've been on your mind
its crazy cause it seems like i couldn't get anything right
and writing this made me realize, you're one of a kind

now in this package you gonna find a ticket
for a flight tomorrow because i know its Christmas
im gonna give you the greatest present of all for being such a great man
my love, see you when your plane lands

so he gets on the flight the next morning
goes to the address the map was meant to show him
a smile on her face, a white dress and red rose
she was the one thing that connected their lost souls