Angel(Sarah McLachlan)歌词
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歌手:天使之城
歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
歌词提供：南方瑞草
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe I ll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angel
far away from here From this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent revelrie You re in the arms of the Angel;
may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn There s vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don t make no difference,
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 Angel
far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelrie
In the arms of the Angel; may you find
some comfort here
You re in the arms of the Angel;
may you find some comfort here
歌词提供：南方瑞草
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe I ll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angel
far away from here From this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent revelrie You re in the arms of the Angel;
may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn There s vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don t make no difference,
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 Angel
far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelrie
In the arms of the Angel; may you find
some comfort here
You re in the arms of the Angel;
may you find some comfort here