The New Amsterdams
Four More Years
Are you open, to open arms?
Misdirection does little harm
I won't ask, you won't tell
Just come around
Missed discussions of virtues and
Complications with cash in hand
I won't ask, you won't tell
Just come around
My angel flies
Carries all my fears
Angel don't die
For four more years
Are you waiting for me to say
That I made all the same mistakes
I won't ask, you won't tell
Just come around
My angel flies
Carries all my fears
Angel don't die
For four more years
My angel flies
Carries all my fears
Angel don't die
For four more years