Fold your hand into mine.
Let's run for our lives.
Close your eyes one last time.
Shut the world outside.
I know we're meant to go places where angels fear to tread.
Each step we take will make sense someday.
Now don't be frightened.
I will be your eyes.
When you grow tired,
when you fall behind.
Just take hold of me,
I will be your feet.
I will carry you,
I will look after you.
I know we're meant to go places where angels fear to tread.
Each step we take will make sense someday.

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