Who Stole Her From Heaven

The voices out on the road tonight
Are cutting through like a knife
He's seeing, but he's not believing
'Cause without her, he's only grieving

And he's asking
Who stole her from heaven?
And how much time has she got?
This girl goes to eleven
How could you think she's not?

Angles from above have sent her
To be with him and find him a cure
For his life compass had been put away
Now he can leave there for another day

And he's asking
Who stole her from heaven?
And how much time has she got?
This girl goes to eleven
How could you think she's not?

She's perfectly not perfect
But that's exactly what he sees
It's her that he loves and protects
He's wondering if she's here to stay

And he's asking