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| F9 | F | G | | does an angel conte | mplate my | fate | |
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| C | | and do they know | the places where we go |
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| F9 | F | G | | when we’re grey and | old | | |
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| F | Am | F | | that sa | lvation lets their | wings unfold | |
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| Bb | | so when I’m | lying in my bed |
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| F | | thoughts | running through my head |
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| C | | and I | feel that love is dead |
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| Bb9 | F | C | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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| | | G | Am | | | And through it all sh | e offers me protection | |
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| | | F | | | a lot of love and af | fection |
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| | | C | | | whether I’m right or | wrong |
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| | | Am | | | wherever it may | take me |
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| | | F | | | I know that life won’t | break me |
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| | | C/E | Dm | | | when I come to | call she won’t for | sake me |
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| | | Bb9 | F | C | | | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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| F | G | | and my p | ain walks down a o | ne way street |
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| F | G | | and I kno | w I’ll always be bles | sed with love |
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| Dm | | and as the feeling grows |
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| F | | she breathes flesh to my bones |
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| Am | Bb | | and w | hen love is dead | |
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| F | C | | I’m loving | angels instead | |
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| | | G | Am | | | And through it all sh | e offers me protection | |
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| | | F | | | a lot of love and af | fection |
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| | | C | | | whether I’m right or | wrong |
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| | | Am | | | wherever it may | take me |
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| | | F | | | I know that life won’t | break me |
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| | | C/E | Dm | | | when I come to | call she won’t for | sake me |
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| | | Bb9 | F | C | | | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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| | | G | Am | | | And through it all she | offers me protection | |
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| | | F | | | a lot of love and af | fection |
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| | | C | | | whether I’m right or | wrong |
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| | | Am | | | wherever it may | take me |
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| | | F | | | I know that life won’t | break me |
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| | | C | Dm | | | when I come to | call she won’t for | sake me |
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| | | Bb9 | F | C | | | | I’m loving | angels | instead |
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