He searched for those wings that he knew
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That this angel should have at her back
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And although he can't find them
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He really don't mind
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Because he knows they'll grow back
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And he reached for that halo that he knows
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That she had when she first caught his eye
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Although his hand came back empty
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He's really not worried
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'cause he knows it still shines
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I can't promise that I'll grow those wings
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Or keep this tarnished halo shined
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But I'll never betray your trust
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Angel mine
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I search all the time on the ground
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For our shadows cast side by side
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Just to remind me that I haven't gone crazy
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That you exist and are mine
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And I know that your skin is as warm and as real
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As that smile in your eyes
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But I have to keep touching and smelling
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And tasting for fear it's all lies
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I can't promise that I'll grow those wings
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Or keep this tarnished halo shined
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But I'll never betray your trust
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Angel mine
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Last night I awoke from the deepest of sleeps
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With your voice in my head
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And I could tell by your breathing
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That you were still sleeping
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I repeated those words that you had said
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I can't promise that I'll grow those wings
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Or keep this tarnished halo shined
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But I'll never betray your trust
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Angel mine
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Angel Mine
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