Tangled

You came into my life just like an angel. Everything you did, everything you've done opened up my eyes. Could it be true? Could I be with you? Is that the way it should be? The confusion came to play with us, but the kindling is already burning. And the whispers will not be silent. I can't figure it out, can you figure it out? I need some answers. Is this all for you or maybe for me or for the heavens? If my vision is blurred will it all be clear? Will I see clearer now? Faith heals these wounds