Grey Eye Glances - Angel Lyrics
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Angel
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What Are The Lyrics For Angel By Grey Eye Glances?
Let the night be gone
Let it go without a sound I have seen you twice before Nothing by chance you said  I've heard it can be seen In the places in between Where the meek are said to seem To be a part of it  You said everyone cries You said everyone flies And the joy I keep bound Like a secret I hide From the spirits that move In the time that I bide But it hurts sometimes  Float me past the night Show me all the currents right Leaning on a subtle light That brings one back again  You said everyone cries You said everyone flies And the joy I keep bound Like a secret I hide From the spirits that move In the time that I bide But it hurts sometimes  When I dream it's never dark When the moon is swirling through my head Do you come to watch me too Do you think of me as a part of you Heart of you, start of you  Will this last that long Though I know it can't be wrong You repeat you're not that strong But that's what angels do  You said everyone cries You said everyone flies And the joy I keep bound Like a secret I hide From the spirits that move In the time that I bide  Did you know you could fly When you opened your eyes Does a miracle start Even though no one tries After all of this time After all it's just fine But it hurts sometimes |
Who Wrote Angel By Grey Eye Glances?
Christopher A. Stewart, James Quenton Wright, Mariah Carey
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What's The Duration Of The Angel By Grey Eye Glances?The duration of Angel is 7:37 minutes and seconds. |
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