She was the only one Does heaven have enough angels yet? Of my flesh and blood Now I have no calling I can do no worldly good I sit silent I sit mourning I sit listless all the day I've mostly lost the voice to speak

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

Born is the king of Israel The first Nöel, the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay tending their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel They looked up and saw a star

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

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,

Sweet silver angels over the sea Please come down flyin' low for me Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker He's a bandit and a heart breaker One time I trusted a stranger And it was gently enticin' me Tho there was somethin' wrong But when I turned he was gone

Goodbye Grace There are no words I'd rather say Than goodbye Grace To see your face again I never want to see your face again I am indebted to you, it's true The angel watching over me Was needed someplace else Kicked out the feet from under me

Mother wash the devil from my hands Pray the Lord I have the strength to stand Mother, tell me was it all a lie? Show me where the angels die The faster we run now, the closer the gun now Took the road but should have chased the stars Now I've lost my

You put some whiskey in the water Gonna run off with your daughter And if I make it to the border I'm gonna be alright I'm on the run the devil?s tryin? to get me Says I met him at a pawn shop down in Mississippi I was an angel lookin? for another face I

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,