youâ-e heaven sent
they clipped your wings
could you hear me calling
when you were falling?
so lift my head
from the concrete bed
and take me higher
cause i caní‹Å“ stand this
hell anymore
anymore
youâ-e my private angel
youâ-e my private angel
take me home
catch my fall
youâ-e my private angel
rescue me
and i am blessed
cause youâ-e a mess
i can confide in
confess all my sins
so clean my veins
from the poison stains
and take me away
cause i doní‹Å“ want to
stay anymore
come closer to me
all good angels go to hell