When they come for You
Don't let Them take Your heart
If You forget what's true
Just remember that everything
Has its start
Everything has its start
Now, take a look at these hands
Fields of blue, unfold
To greet the Three Wise Men
Who somehow forgot to put
Their angels on hold
Their angels on hold
Now, see those two lost gods
Trying everything They can
To find a home in this world
They'll try anything to get You
To love Them again
To love Them again
So,when They come for You
Pointing fingers so cold
Don't forget all of Your friends
Who would always be happy to put
Your angels on hold
Your angels on hold
Your angels on hold
Your angels on hold