Testo Angel

(Sarah McLachlan)

Spend all yout time waiting,
For that second chance,
For a break that would make it OK.

There's always some reason,
To feel not good enough, And it hard at the end of the day.

I need some distraction,
Oh, beautiful release,
Memory seeps through my veins.

Let me be empty,
Oh weightless and maybe,
I'll find some peace tonight.

[Chorus]
In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here,
From this dark cold hotel room,
And the endlessness you feel. You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie,
Your in the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here.

So tired of the straight line,
And everywhere you tuen,
There's vultures and theives on your back.

The storm keeps on twisting,
Keep on building the lies,
That you make up for all that you lack.

Don't make no difference,
Escape one last time.
It's easier to beleive in this sweet maddness.
Oh, this glorious sadness.
That brings me to my knees.

[Chorus]

Your in the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here