Symphony X

When all the angels cry
sadness reigns upon us all
white doves fade to black
With the absence of the heart
we could never smile
we can feel the bitter tears
Whispers from you - calling out from above
visions I can't see, like the wind and your love
whispers to you - calling out through the night
words I can't hear, graceful figure in white
And when you watch over me
please guide me all the way
you're my judge and my jury