This Beautiful Mess Where Angels Fear To Tread Lyrics

Fold your hand into mine.
Let's run for our lives.
Close your eyes one last time.
Shut the world outside.

I Know we're meant to go places where angels fear to
tread.
Each step we take will make sense someday.

Now don't be frightened.
I will be your eyes. When you fall behind, when you grow tired
Just take hold of me.
I will be your feet.
I will carry you,
I will look after you.

I know we're meant to go places where angels fear to
tread.
Each step we take will make sense someday.