Testo di Angels

Sometimes it all looks like some Chagall I close my eyes and disappear for awhile and the world is falling slowly out of view while the angels are singing singing me home yeah the angels are singing singing me home 3 o'clock in the morning and I'm feeling no pain from way up here it sure all looks the same and the stars are spinning like pinwheels in the sky while the angels are singing singing me home yeah the angels are singing singing me home I think I'll stay here a little longer close my eyes and go back to nowhere and I wonder if I'll ever get used to this life I've been living while the angels are singing singing me home yeah the angels are singing singing me home Home Home Home