Saw them coming across fields far away
Said I've been looking all night long
Lots of things I got to do
Lots of things I got to do
This time when the demon calls
See the clock keeps moving
There's too much left to say
The moon is sinking slowly in
Lots of things I got to do
Lots of things I got to do
The singing rain guard calls to me
Angel slips between the trees
Imagination spins me 'round
Lots of things I got to do
Lots of things I got to do
The angel from the forest
Just seemed to pass me by
There are lots of things I got to do