The Spirit We

I could be an angel 
Dressed in the devil's clothes 
But they'll never let me in 
Not as long as anger grows 
Are you willing to forgive 
What you never can forget 
Where I come from is my country 
And that I can't regret 

Easily you come to me 
Summoning The Spirit we 
Only have a minute 
To never grow old 

You say I'm not welcome 
In your family's home 
They are ready for divorce 
And they do not even know 
All the ways that I behave 
In the safety of your heart 
Not willing to receive 
What may be the softest part 
So willing to deceive-so 
Very in the dark 

Easily you come to me 
Summoning The Spirit we 
Only have a minute 
To never grow old 
Easily you climb 
Inside hoping 
For a place to hide 
In each others 
Inner-cities of the soul 

Oh, I could wait for you 
To never come through 
But oh, I will pray for you 
Pray for you, pray for you 
To be true, ooh, oh, oh 
I will pray for you 
I will pray for you 

Cause you are not a play thing 
Nor am I but a toy 
You have all of my respect 
In this moment of rejoicing 
Is never very easy 
In colonies of doubt
I've been conquering 
My own cause 
That's what loves about 
Easily, never easily 
Easily you come to me 
Summoning The Spirit we 

I could be an angel 
Dressed in the devil's clothes 
But they'll never let me in 
Not as long as anger grows 
Are you ready to retrieve 
What we never can restart 
I am more willing to bleed 
Than I am to be apart

Easily you come to me 
Summoning The Spirit we 
Only have a minute 
To never grow old 
Easily you climb 
Inside hoping 
For a place to hide 
In each others 
Inner-cities of the soul