Bill Ricchini - Ballad In 2-D lyrics

A little angel born without her wings She thinks the stars are just held up by strings He gave you pills for the trouble in your head Some things are better left unsaid Cut through the sky it still looks overcast No edits when you're rewriting the past Maybe the rain will come and wash us clean Some things are better left unseen You chase the moon and I'll follow the sun An empty chamber, a loose cannon "I hope you find your destination." That was all she said You chase the moon and I'll follow the sun An empty chamber a loose cannon Like target practice with a machine gun I'll go where I am led