Tell me a story, angel of your confession
Your obsession
With this life
They all expect you to fly high now
You don't pretend you care
Just put some wind in your hair
If you like,
if you like
You're more beautiful now
Than you've ever been
You've ridden from afar On your hidden star and back again
You
danced your dance Through graceful sadness
Through liquid storms And climbed your hill
You're more than a woman More than a song
More than the reason that I carry on
Even still
You're more beautiful now
Than you've ever been
You've ridden from afar On your hidden star and back again
Tell me a story, angel of your confession
Your obsession With this life
They all expect you to fly high now
You don't pretend you care
Just put some wind in your hair
If you like,
if you like
You're more beautiful now
Than you've ever been
You've ridden from afar On your hidden star and back again
You're more
beautiful now
Than you've ever been
You've ridden from afar On your hidden star and back again