| People talk about tomorrow
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| Like they know which way to go
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| Like the path that they follow
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| Ain’t a winding twisting road
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| 'Cause lately it seems
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| I don’t know where to go
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| Or what’s become of me
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| Won’t you bring me an angel
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| Call one quick
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| Make me a miracle
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| I could use it
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| Bring me an angel
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| Bring me an angel
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| I hear words like «Don't worry,
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| Sleep it off, close those eyes»
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| But I found the past ain’t in a hurry
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| To make its way off my mind
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| 'Cause lately it seems
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| I can’t forget
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| Sometimes it’s so hard to breathe
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| Won’t you bring me an angel
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| Call one quick
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| Make me a miracle
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| I could use it
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| Bring me an angel
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| Bring me an angel
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| Won’t you bring me an angel
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| Could you bring me an angel |