Today was so slow  Not going too fast  We had some trouble  That didn't pass.    Yelling and screaming  Kicking up sand  I felt your pain from  Back of your hand.    Where is my angel, crying shame?  When is tomorrow full of blame?  Where is my saviour, crying shame?  And why does each answer sound the same?    Scene from the window  City and sky  I know that you're out there  Somewhere tonight.    Send me a phone call  Or bring me a sign  To tell me that I'm still  Fresh on your mind.    Where is my angel, crying shame?  When is tomorrow full of blame?  Where is my saviour, crying shame?  And why does each answer sound the same?    Its been five hours  Since you walked away  Will I get to see you  After today?    The truth is I'm sorry  For sinning again  Lies catch up sooner  In the end.    Where is my angel, crying shame?  When is tomorrow full of blame?  Where is my saviour, crying shame?  And why does each answer sound the same?