Текст песни Dancing With Angles

Somewhere between What can and can't be seen I knelt in your spring You dusted off my wings Your kiss upon my face Feels like a brush with grace Baby, that's all it takes To take me higher *Chorus* If true love really does exist It would feel as pure as this Baby, it's as if We're dancing with angles Stealing light from shooting stars We're just taking what is ours In each other's arms We're dancing with angles How did we find Smooth blue in a crooked sky Clouds be love winds Gold threads through a grand design Your whisper on my skin Familiar healing wind We must be slipping in Heaven's window (Repeat Chorus) Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh Ah, ah,ah,ah-ah,ah Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh Ah, ah, ah, ah-yeah, yeah, yeah *Bridge* (Yeah) Your kiss upon my fave (Yeah) Feels like a brush with grace (Yeah) Baby, that's all it takes To take me higher (Repeat Chorus 2x) Angels, angels Dancing with, dancing with, dancing with angles Angels, angels