歌曲 | Angel |
歌手 | Sahara Smith |
专辑 | Myth of the Heart |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
The sun is letting go behind the hills | |
And evening is a waltz of window sills. | |
You feel a little lonely, and maybe it’s the season. | |
The alleyway is moving in its sleep, | |
Searching for a shape that it can keep. | |
I feel a little haunted, and maybe you’re the reason. | |
And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire, | |
and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you’re my only desire. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
There are fireflies that flicker in the grass, | |
And there are days like this, that whistle while they pass. | |
I wish I was cradled, pooled in you, forever. | |
Copper songs of crickets in the corn, | |
The songs of something deeper being born. | |
I wish that I was able, to hold your heart together. | |
And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire, | |
and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you’re my only desire. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
Oooooo. | |
Oooooo. |
The sun is letting go behind the hills | |
And evening is a waltz of window sills. | |
You feel a little lonely, and maybe it' s the season. | |
The alleyway is moving in its sleep, | |
Searching for a shape that it can keep. | |
I feel a little haunted, and maybe you' re the reason. | |
And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire, | |
and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you' re my only desire. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
There are fireflies that flicker in the grass, | |
And there are days like this, that whistle while they pass. | |
I wish I was cradled, pooled in you, forever. | |
Copper songs of crickets in the corn, | |
The songs of something deeper being born. | |
I wish that I was able, to hold your heart together. | |
And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire, | |
and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you' re my only desire. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
Oooooo. | |
Oooooo. |
The sun is letting go behind the hills | |
And evening is a waltz of window sills. | |
You feel a little lonely, and maybe it' s the season. | |
The alleyway is moving in its sleep, | |
Searching for a shape that it can keep. | |
I feel a little haunted, and maybe you' re the reason. | |
And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire, | |
and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you' re my only desire. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
There are fireflies that flicker in the grass, | |
And there are days like this, that whistle while they pass. | |
I wish I was cradled, pooled in you, forever. | |
Copper songs of crickets in the corn, | |
The songs of something deeper being born. | |
I wish that I was able, to hold your heart together. | |
And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire, | |
and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you' re my only desire. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
Ooo, angel. | |
Oooooo. | |
Oooooo. |