Walkin Blind

I walk it up

I walk it down

I know not what I do

Your love is a sword

Made of folded gold

In the shape of my heart

I walk it up

All I heard was him

All I saw were eyes

By the world begun

I walk it down

Angel falling, angel blessed

Sister how fair is your love

I know not what I do

From the face of love to love

From the face of love to love