Thomas Newman - Calling All Angels Lyrics
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Calling All Angels
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What Are The Lyrics For Calling All Angels By Thomas Newman?
A man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
And high above him you hear the church bells start to ring. The heaviness, the heaviness of it settles in, A mother starts to sing. Then it's one foot then the other as you step along the road Steppin' on the road, how much weight, how much weight? And it's how long and how far and how many times, Oh, before it's too late? Calling all angels, calling all angels. Walk me through this one, don't leave me alone. Calling all angels, calling all angels. We're trying, we're hoping, but we're not sure how Oh and every day you gaze upon the sunset With such love and intensity. Why it's almost as if, if you could only crack the code You'd finally understand what this all means. Oh but if you could, do you think you would Have traded all the pain and suffering? Oh, but then you would've missed the beauty of the light upon this earth And the sweetness of the leaving. Calling all angels, calling all angels! Walk me through this one, don't leave me alone Calling all angels, calling all angels, We're trying, we're hoping but we're not sure Calling all angels (call all angels) Calling all angels (call all angels) Walk me through this one Don't leave me alone. Calling all angels, calling all angels We're trying, we're hoping, we're hurting, we're loving We're crying, we're calling, But we're not sure how this goes. |
Who Wrote Calling All Angels By Thomas Newman?
Jane Siberry
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What's The Duration Of The Calling All Angels By Thomas Newman?The duration of Calling All Angels is 5:32 minutes and seconds. |
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