- cifra
Leaning in to hear you talk
And craning heads always walk
And I'm back again
Listening to angels sing
From the ground up
Listening to angels sing
For you
And would you go
If I were blind
Sweetheart, you don't
'Cause if you tell me, so I know that, I know that, I know it must be true
'Cause if you tell me, so I know that, I know that, I know it must be true
I let you in
And you let me down
And then someone else
Went up in smoke
