The Baseballs - Angels

I sit and ^D#wait; does an angel contempla^G#te my fate.^Bb And do they k^D#now the places were we go when we're grey and o^G#ld. ^Bb Cuz I have been^G# told that salvation lets their ^Cmwings unfold.^Bb

So when I'm l^C#ying in my bed, Thoughts ^G#running through my head, And I ^D#feel that love is dead. I^C#'m loving a^G#ngels inste^D#ad.

And through it ^Bball she offers me prote^Cction, A lot love and aff^G#ection, whether I'm right or wro^D#ng. And down the waterf^Bball wherever it may ta^Cke me, I know that life won't br^G#eak me. When I come to ^Gcall, she won't f^Forsake me. ^C#I'm loving ang^G#els instea^D#d.