So fly on your own Worlds apart we were the same Maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m weak Maybe I’m blinded by what I see You wanted a soldier but it wasn't me 'Cause I could never set you free It’s time I let you go, go Walls are built to keep us safe

Hear the angels sing I can hear your voice, I can't hear your voice But that's okay 'Cause I can feel you in my heart I'll be sure to write your name in the sun Where the waves can't wash it away There is beauty in tragedy The heart won't stop beating,

There was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat I

In the land of a billion lights The city of angels Lost in the city of angels Down in the comfort of strangers, I Found myself in the fire burnt hills One life, one love, live There was truth, there was consequence, against you A weak defense, then

When the city of angels fell I was busy letting you down, woman Flying jets all over my city, uh Cool car trails in the skies, ya Is breaking news all over the TV We were here, by surprise I was at townhouse down in Venice Beach, oh no Still in moments

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I

No more parties in LA Please baby no more parties in LA, uh No more (Los Angeles) Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape

It won't be because I ain't tryin' You see I've got myself an angel Well, if I never get to heaven Eleven once or twice ain't bad If I never get to heaven And that's all I need to be my guide If I never hit seven I said, if I never hit seven And that's

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel I was staring in my empty coffee cup I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin' All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles I'm gonna drink 'em up And if California slides into the ocean Like the mystics and

A nightingale sang in Berkley Square. That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square I may be right, I may be wrong, But I'm perfectly willing to swear,