There's an angel on the head of a needle
Threading the needle and sowing away
Sowing away
Sowing threshes little moments together
Making a minute, making an hour
Making a day
But the thread is so slender, so easy to tear
Nothing more than a dream, some hope and a prayer
When nobody seems to need you and all alone you stand
The core that holds you together unravels strand by strand
Strand by strand
'Til all that's remaining is one slender thread
Only one slender thread, and if that goes
Who knows