Fallen
Written by: Bree Sharp & Don DiLego
Recorded by: Bree Sharp

Lucy is gazing out into space
She has starry eyes, starry eyes that light up her face
Like an angel

Little girl, little girl questioning me
She says, "Why doesn't everyone have what they need?
Where are the angels, angels, angels?
Where are the angles, angels, angels?"

I cannot tell you my little darling
All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen

The stars in Lucy's eyes run down her cheek
Like teardrops of fire, still her voice is as sweet
As an angel

She says, "Where is the place that the good souls go
Where they take away, take away the pain that they know?
Where are the angels, angels, angels?
Where are the angles, angels, angels?"

I cannot tell you my little darling
All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen

Ashes (to) ashes, all fall down
Ashes (to) ashes, all fall down
If I could take the world in my arms
I'd take all the wrong and I'd fly

Yes I'd like to know
Where the good souls go
Where are the angels, angels, angels?
Where are the angles, angels, angels?

I cannot tell you my little darling
All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen

I cannot tell you my little darling
All my faith has fallen, fallen, fallen

Away