Hand in hand there are angels that are holding warning signs
Show you the way like teachers and prophets of doom
Everyone has their idol there will always be a story to tell

The search goes on a balance in the final say

When youre lost in folly out of luck in the worst way

Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make
The dust of daylight holds you down and makes you wait
Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make


There will be words and fault lines to fill the hours of the day
There are ways to buy trouble but a bail bondsman finds friends in jail

Time to leave now time to packup all that youre leaving
Your concious here but you'll be just just the same


Repeat chorus

Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make