[Verse 1] I found your name beneath old dust, A fading file no hands could trust. The ink had bled, the dates were gone, Yet someone whispered, “Carry on.” At midnight in the station light, A stranger waited dressed in white. He laid a photograph face down, Then disappeared without a sound. [Pre-Chorus] Every road I followed knew my shoes. Every locked door spoke before I moved. [Chorus] Who is the angel collecting hearts? Counting our names as we fall apart. Trading our faces one soul at a time, Leaving tomorrow buried behind. If heaven remembers, why don’t I? Why do the mirrors learn how to lie? Somewhere an angel is wearing my face… And calling my name with amazing grace. [Verse 2] I searched the churches, searched the rain, The empty hotels knew my name. Old women smiled as I walked by, Like they’d watched me live a thousand lives. The photographs grew old with me, Showing places I’d never seen. Every answer closed a door, Every truth became one more. [Bridge] In the final envelope I found A rusted badge upon the ground. One line written, cold and plain: “You stopped looking… so I became you.” The room went still. The clocks stood blind. Even my shadow stayed behind. [Final Chorus] Who is the angel collecting hearts? Stealing the light from forgotten stars. Trading our memories one breath at a time, Until no one recalls what was mine. If heaven is waiting, don’t let me in. I no longer know where I begin. Somewhere an angel is closing the door… While I become the man I searched for. [Outro] The last photograph fades into white. Two silhouettes… Only one walks away.
