Angel

B.J. Thomas

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Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
Our a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty
Oh and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angels
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You were torn from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
And in the arms of the angels
May you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight life
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
Keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Oh, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness
Oh, this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angels
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You were torn from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
In the arms of the angels
May you find some comfort here

In the arms of the angels
May you find some comfort here, oh