domingo, 5 de julho de 2009

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Waiting on an angel.
One to carry me home.
Hope you come to see me soon, cause I don't want to go alone,
I don't want to go alone.

Now angel won't you come by me.
Angel hear my plea.
Take my hand, lift me up so that I can fly with thee,
so that I can fly with thee.

And I'm waiting on an angel.
And I know it won't be long to find myself a resting place in my angel's arms,
in my angel's arms.

So speak kind to a stranger, cause you'll never know, it just might be an angel come,
Oh- knockin' at your door, Oh- knockin' at your door.

And I'm waiting on an angel.
And I know it won't be long to find myself a resting place in my angel's arms,
Oh- in my angel's arms.

Waiting on an angel.
One to carry me home.
Hope you come to see me soon, cause I don't want to go alone,
I don't want to go alone,
don't want to go,
I don't want to go alone.



I need to sleep but I'm too tired
I need to come down but I'm too wired
When the sun comes up I miss the moon
Cause I know tomorrow is gonna come too soon
Is gonna come too soon

She only wants to be wanted
But time crumbles blue roses to dust
Now I long to feel the touch from your lust

Scars on your back tell where you've been
But I'll roll like the ocean if you'll blow like the wind
Sweet Texas angel what have your blue eyes seen
I'll be your country gentleman
If you will be my Mason-Dixon Queen
Queen

She only wants to be wanted
But time crumbles blue roses to dust
Now I long to feel the touch from your lust

So much sweeter than all the rest
You're what lies between pain and death
Sinners and saints call you by name
If you're gonna take the praise
You're gonna have to learn to take the blame

She only wants to be wanted
But time crumbles blue roses to dust
Now I long to feel the touch from your
She only wants to be wanted
Time crumbles blue roses to dust
Now I long to feel the touch from your lust

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