Angels Of The Silences

Counting Crows

Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand 
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? 
I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now 
Where'd you come from? Where am I going? 
Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for... 

Waiting for you 
All my sins... 
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you 
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming 

Every night these silhouettes appear above my head 
Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper 
Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream 
"Did you come? Would you lie? 
Why'd you leave us 'till we're only good for... 

Waiting for you" 
All my sins... 
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you 
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming 

I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed 
Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book 
Suck my blood break my nerve offer me their arms 
Well, I will not be an enemy of anything 
I'll only stand here 

Waiting for you 
All my sins... 
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you 
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming