Robbie Williams - Angels

^EI sit and wait. Does an angel contempl^Aate my fat^Amaj7e. ^BAnd do they k^Enow the places were we go when we're grey and ^Aold.^{Amaj7 B}Cuz I have been ^F#mtold that salvati^Aon lets their win^C#mgs unfold. ^A So when I'm l^Dying in my bed, Thoughts ^A/C#running through my head, And I ^Efeel that love is dead. I^D'm loving ^A/C#angels instea^Ed.

And through it ^Ball she offers me prot^C#mection, A lot love and aff^Aection, whether I'm right or wr^Eong. And down the waterf^Ball wherever it may t^C#make me, I know that life won't br^Aeak me. E/G#(mute open A) F#m When I come to call, she won't forsake me. ^DI'm loving an^A/C#gels instead^E.

^EWhen I'm feeling weak and my pain walks down a on^Ae way street^Amaj7. ^BI look above^E and I know I'll always be blessed^A with love.^{Amaj7 B}And^D as the feeling grows she ^A/C#breathes flesh to my bones And wh^Een love is dead, ^DI'm loving ^A/C#angels instea^Ed.

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