Boo! Morning, grey. Sober up today (hey) Feel this pouring rain, it's the deepest sea on Earth Hear this crying wind, it's the saddest song I've heard Wings are growing on her Oh, Fidel, I know. Princess has gone with the flow Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels, they form into snow Cool everything and you'll hear her sing Here we live to see all love's oddities You pray for foreign gods to bring your love to you Hear him bouncing the doors Oh, Fidel, I know. Princess has gone with the flow Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels, they form into snow Oh, Fidel, I know. Princess has gone with the flow Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels, they form into snow Princess, my angel, my everything, my honey pie, oh why?