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ARMY OF ANGELS
Nobody gets close when we’re throwin’ stones
Just wanna be loved, that’s all we know
But, it’s a battle I can’t win
When I’m in it all aloneEvery move I make
Every chance I take
Seems like I’m losing ground
Might take an army of angels
To turn this love aroundWhen I look in the mirror, what do I see?
It’s the love I need lookin’ back at me
But, that love behind the glass
It won’t come back until it’s freedEvery move I make
Every chance I take
Seems like I’m losing ground
Might take an army of angels
To turn this love aroundTurn my heart inside out
That’s what this battle’s all aboutEvery move I make
Every chance I take
Seems like I’m losing ground
Might take an army of angelsMight take an army of angels
Send me an army of angels
Let me lead an army of angels
So I can turn this love around
©2008 Randi Perkins · 5401 Wakefield Dr Nashville TN 37220 · 615.828.6872