Matt Nathanson

Angel
you sounded so good on the phone all moved up and all moved on me and gravity we never could agree I can almost see the sky when I need to close my eyes you're the only thing that's worth holding on to angel you sing about beautiful things and all I want to do is believe I traded my dreams for this mess of memories and they just stoped working for me I'm not a monster I believe like a liar would believe helps me navigate the wooden smiles, the raging sea all my heroes pull their heads like a fighter would I guess no one really ever likes getting older angel you sing about beautiful things and all I want to do is believe I traded my dreams for this mess of memories and they just stoped working for me Aus Songtexte Mania