Here's to real emotion
here's to tears I've cried.
Your wheels are now in motion
I tried to stop you I tried.
Finster saw the angels
flying through the night.
Finster saw the angels
oh why can't I.
Come guide me.
Hold my trumpet up in the sky.
Are you going back to Georgia,
or back to Tennessee?
I'll be looking for ya,
and you for me.
Born in Alabama,
he built a paradise.
Finster saw the angels
flying through the night.
Oh hand of love.
Come guide me.
Hold my trumpet up in the sky.
Oh hand of love.
Come guide me.
Hold my trumpet up in the sky.