You have this way of dipping in and out of side. As things collide.. Bridges burning softly in the night.. You have this way of falling in and out of time. As it goes by. Passing silently with no goodbye.. And I've spoken with all the other angels. They don't know what to do.. And I agree with them whole-heartedly. I do.. Telegram came toyday from a friend. Saying "where in the hell have you been. Where are you going?". I said:. "I don't know does this lonelyness show. And if so does it ever end?". And I've spoken with all the other angels. They don't know what to do.. And I agree with them whole-heartedly. I do.. You have this way of meaning everything and nothing to me. At the same time.. Returning my hello's with goodbye's. 'cause I've spoken with all the other angels. They don't know what to do.. And I agree with them whole-heartedly. I do.. 'cause I've spoken with all the other angels. They don't know what to do.. And I agree with them whole-heartedly. I do.. And I've spoken with all the other angels. They don't know what to do.. And I agree with them whole-heartedly. I do.