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| D9 | D | E | | does an angel conte | mplate my | fate | |
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| A | | and do they know | the places where we go |
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| D9 | D | E | | when we’re grey and | old | | |
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| D | F#m | D | | that sa | lvation lets their | wings unfold | |
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| G | | so when I’m | lying in my bed |
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| D | | thoughts | running through my head |
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| A | | and I | feel that love is dead |
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| G9 | D | A | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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| | | E | F#m | | | And through it all sh | e offers me protection | |
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| | | D | | | a lot of love and af | fection |
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| | | A | | | whether I’m right or | wrong |
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| | | F#m | | | wherever it may | take me |
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| | | D | | | I know that life won’t | break me |
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| | | A/C# | Bm | | | when I come to | call she won’t for | sake me |
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| | | G9 | D | A | | | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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| D | E | | and my p | ain walks down a o | ne way street |
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| D | E | | and I kno | w I’ll always be bles | sed with love |
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| Bm | | and as the feeling grows |
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| D | | she breathes flesh to my bones |
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| F#m | G | | and w | hen love is dead | |
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| D | A | | I’m loving | angels instead | |
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| | | E | F#m | | | And through it all sh | e offers me protection | |
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| | | D | | | a lot of love and af | fection |
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| | | A | | | whether I’m right or | wrong |
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| | | F#m | | | wherever it may | take me |
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| | | D | | | I know that life won’t | break me |
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| | | A/C# | Bm | | | when I come to | call she won’t for | sake me |
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| | | G9 | D | A | | | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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| | | E | F#m | | | And through it all she | offers me protection | |
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| | | D | | | a lot of love and af | fection |
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| | | A | | | whether I’m right or | wrong |
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| | | F#m | | | wherever it may | take me |
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| | | D | | | I know that life won’t | break me |
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| | | A | Bm | | | when I come to | call she won’t for | sake me |
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| | | G9 | D | A | | | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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