I'm an old man, my time of dying is near I'm alone and I wish those angels were here Get up every morning, praying for a sign Lay down every evening, will I see that light? I was a hard man, never satisfied My heart and my very soul denied Got up every morning, heavy like a stone Lay down every evening, hurting out of love I have lost love and given in to hate Now I look up and hope it's not too late Looking for a blessing, hoping to receive Mercy and forgiveness, I'm trying to believe Do you hear me, do you understand? If I reach out, will you take my hand? Will my faith be steady, will my soul be saved Will I find redemption, be risen from my grave? I'm an old man, my time of dying is near I'm alone and I wish those angels were here I wish those angels were here I wish those angels were here