Song | Dancing with Angels |
Artist | SHeDAISY |
Album | The Whole SHeBANG |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cunningham, Osborn | |
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 | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours | |
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels | |
How did we find smooth blue in a crooked sky? | |
Could be love winds, gold threads through a grand design | |
Your whisper on my skin, familiar healing wind | |
We must be slipping in | |
Heaven's windows | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours | |
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels | |
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace | |
Baby, that's all it takes to take me higher | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours | |
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels | |
True love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours | |
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels | |
Dancing with, dancing with | |
Dancing with angels |
zuo ci : Cunningham, Osborn | |
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 | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
How did we find smooth blue in a crooked sky? | |
Could be love winds, gold threads through a grand design | |
Your whisper on my skin, familiar healing wind | |
We must be slipping in | |
Heaven' s windows | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace | |
Baby, that' s all it takes to take me higher | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
True love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
Dancing with, dancing with | |
Dancing with angels |
zuò cí : Cunningham, Osborn | |
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 | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
How did we find smooth blue in a crooked sky? | |
Could be love winds, gold threads through a grand design | |
Your whisper on my skin, familiar healing wind | |
We must be slipping in | |
Heaven' s windows | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace | |
Baby, that' s all it takes to take me higher | |
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
True love really does exist it would feel as pure as this | |
Baby, it' s as if we' re dancing with angels | |
Stealing light from shooting stars, we' re just taking what is ours | |
In each other' s arm, we' re dancing with angels | |
Dancing with, dancing with | |
Dancing with angels |