Tell me a story angel, of your confessions your obsessions with this life they all expect you to find them you don't pretend to care just put some wind in your hair If you like You're more beautiful now can you've ever been You've ridden from afar on your hidden star and back again
You danced your dance in grateful sadness Through liquid storms And climbed your hill You're more than a woman, more than a song You're more than the reason I carry on Even still
You're more beautiful now can you've ever been You've ridden from afar on your hidden star And back again You've ridden from afar on your hidden star And back again