| Song | Angel (Aus ''stadt Der Engel'') |
| Artist | Sarah McLachlan |
| Album | Mission Hollywood Die Groessten Filmhits Zur TV-Serien |
| Spend all your time waiting for that second chance | |
| For the break that will make it OK | |
| There‘s always some reason to feel not good enough | |
| And it's hard at the end of the day | |
| I need some distraction or a beautiful release | |
| Memories seep from my veins | |
| Let me be empty or weightless and maybe | |
| l'll find some peace tonight | |
| In the arms of the angel far away from here | |
| From this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you feel | |
| You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie | |
| You are in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here | |
| So tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn | |
| There's vultures and thieves at your back | |
| The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies | |
| That make up for all that you lack | |
| It don't make no difference, escape one last time | |
| It's easier to believe | |
| In this sweet madness oh this glorious sadness | |
| That brings me to my knees | |
| In the arms of the angel far away from here | |
| From this dark, cold hotel room and the endlessness that you feel | |
| You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie | |
| In the arms of the angel ,may you find some comfort here | |
| In the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here |
| Spend all your time waiting for that second chance | |
| For the break that will make it OK | |
| There' s always some reason to feel not good enough | |
| And it' s hard at the end of the day | |
| I need some distraction or a beautiful release | |
| Memories seep from my veins | |
| Let me be empty or weightless and maybe | |
| l' ll find some peace tonight | |
| In the arms of the angel far away from here | |
| From this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you feel | |
| You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie | |
| You are in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here | |
| So tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn | |
| There' s vultures and thieves at your back | |
| The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies | |
| That make up for all that you lack | |
| It don' t make no difference, escape one last time | |
| It' s easier to believe | |
| In this sweet madness oh this glorious sadness | |
| That brings me to my knees | |
| In the arms of the angel far away from here | |
| From this dark, cold hotel room and the endlessness that you feel | |
| You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie | |
| In the arms of the angel , may you find some comfort here | |
| In the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here |