| She runs with the water, dances with the flames
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| She floats with the breeze
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| She gathered her armies, tore down my walls
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| And she loved me with everything
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| I believe that angels come around here
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| 'Cause I see one right in front of me
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| So here I stand, holding out my hand
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| Asking an angel to believe in me
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| When there are oceans between us, her voice feels like home
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| And pulls me back to her
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| When the morning’s upon us, and we’re intertwined as one
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| She makes heaven of everything
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| I believe that angels come around here
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| 'Cause I see one right in front of me
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| So here I stand, holding out my hand
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| Asking an angel to believe in me
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| And when she sings: «You are so beautiful to me»
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| She is so beautiful to me
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| Oh, I believe that angels come around here
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| 'Cause I see one right in front of me
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| So here I stand, holding out my hand
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| Asking an angel to believe in me
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| I believe angels come around here
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| 'Cause I see one right in front of me, right in front of me |