[ti:Angel] [ar:John Barrowman] [al:Music Music Music] [00:01.00]Angel [00:03.00]John Barrowman [00:06.00] [00:10.88]You spend all your time waiting for that second chance [00:18.00]For the break that will make it OK [00:22.78]There always one reason to feel not good enough [00:31.49]And it hard at the end of the day [00:36.91]I need some distraction or a beautiful release [00:43.42]Memories seep from my veins [00:48.82]Let me be empty or weightless and maybe [00:56.89]l find some peace tonight [01:02.49]In the arms of the Angel far away from here [01:15.72]From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you feel [01:25.53]You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie [01:37.94]You are in the arms of the Angel; [01:45.38]may you find some comfort here [02:02.20]So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn [02:09.23]There vultures and thieves at your back [02:13.65]The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies [02:20.83]To make up for all that you lack [02:26.87]It dont make no difference, escape one last time [02:33.85]It easier to believe [02:39.87]In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness [02:47.85]That brings me to my knees [02:52.87]In the arms of the Angel far away from here [03:03.89]From this dark, cold hotel room, and the [03:10.87]endlessness that you feel [03:15.63]You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie [03:29.72]You are in the arms of the Angel; [03:41.87]may you find some comfort here [03:48.85]You in the arms of the Angel; [03:54.85]may you find some comfort here [04:11.00] [04:12.05]some comfort here