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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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