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LOVE IS FOR the ANGELS
Waiting next to you
for a sign
Two hearts are beatin'
out of time
Try to send a message,
on the run
I cannot take back
what's not been done
(CHORUS)
My foolish heart's a beatin'
on a distant set of drums
Waiting for the weekend
and imaginary fun
I don't know
what words were left unsaid
Sittin' by myself,
a cold and lonely bed
Played the bench
and left you far behind
Love is for the angels
in my mind
Waiting for an entrance
to your life
No open doors
left in sight
I scream inside "I Love You",
start to boil
No way to unravel
this mortal coil
(CHORUS)
Waiting is a function
of fear and pride
Cowardly intentions
trapped inside
I try to step towards you,
feet are bound
A sedentary treason
without a sound
(CHORUS)
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