Connection granted at a spiritual time   And inner peace from a defeated mind   I move the place where much passion arrives   And the heart will settle where it will in due time   With no direction in the essence of time   The angel's arrival trigger thoughts undefined   The angel's arrival undefined...      The movement, the face   The contact eyes locked in grace   And I can't face away   So precious, so sacred   The weakness I have invaded   And I can't face away    When it all feels so right...      True by nature and by her style   The bottomless pit and soothing smile   Rise in so gentle yet strong and precise   Agitation calm through the contact of eyes   The angel's heart seeps through conscious eyes      The movement, the face   The contact eyes locked in grace   And I can't face away   So precious, so sacred   The weakness I have invaded   And I can't face away      The movement, the face   The contact eyes locked in grace   And I can't face away.. no..   So precious, so sacred   The weakness I have invaded   And I can't face away    When it all feels so right...      She senses pain, and pain arrives   Afraid not to open up to her suffering   Of any shape or size   This is all unique and wise   Though all of this is just a style   Through all of this, the angel will always rise