Intro: C# F# C# F#
Verse 1
G# Spend all your time D#m waiting for that F# second chance
for a C# break that would F# make it o G# k
there's always some D#m reason to feel F# not good enogh
and it's C# hard at the F# end of the d G# ay
I need some di D#m straction... a F# beutiful release
C# memories F# seep from my G# veins
let the be D#m empty, oh w F# eightless and maybe
I'll C# find some F# peace to G# night
Ref
In the C# arms of the angel, fly E#m away from here
from this F# dark cold hotelroom, and the C# endles F# sness that yo G# u fear
you were C# pulled from the wreckage, of your E#m silent reverie
your in the F# arms of the angel, may you C# fi F# -ii G# nd som comfort C# here
F# C#
Verse 2
G# so tired of thi D#m s straight line, and F# everywhere you turn
there's C# vultures and F# thieves at your G# back
the storm keeps on D#m twisting, you keep on F# building the lies
that will C# make-up for F# all that you G# lack
it don't make n D#m o difference, e F# scaping one last time
it's C# easi F# -er to bel G# ive
in this sweet D#m madness, oh tis g F# lorious sadness
that C# brings me F# to m G# y knees
Ref
In the C# arms of the angel, fly E#m away from here
from this F# dark cold hotelroom, and the C# endles F# sness that yo G# u fear
you were C# pulled from the wreckage, of your E#m silent reverie
your in the F# arms of the angel, may you C# fi F# -ii G# nd some comfor C# t here
your in the F# arms of the angel, may you C# fi F# -ii G# nd some comfor C# t here
Outro: F# C# F# C#
Westlife
