Does he know All my woes? He watches from above In his time a sickly mind And sick I understand Took the car and closed the door Turned on the heat With a bullet in his hand Goodbye, baby All his doubts, fears and clouds Infect me more with time And why I chose to never grow Is mine Now you know what you could do Make the angels watch with you When my time comes Take the road to you Just he knows Strange things grow To please my tired mind Now his eyes become my eyes.