You seemed so smart, so good and bright
I thought you always must be right
But wise old words to sad old songs
Can't make things right when they are wrong
But foolish hearts with sleepy heads
Rush in where angels fear to tread
Always blinded by the light
And running off into the night
If I had stayed in my sad home
Then I would still be all alone
Better to love and lose your wings
Than never to hear an angel sing
