Little Kid Lyrics

I've got angels in the leaves
Wolves become the thieves waiting at our door
I've got you in my mind until I had you in the light of my torch
This hurts my little kid
I won't, I won't set alight, not out of spite the children's book I wrote
Where we would send letters, and I would wrap them up in a chimney smoke
This hurts my little kid
This hurts my little kid…