Angels

Yeah

I don’t need to hide my scars

Learned to leave my pride in the car

Used to fake a laugh on the way home

Now I only carry what I own

Long nights on the mattress

Staring at the ceiling fan

Hands on my chest just praying I could be a better man

Now I wake up

Windows wide

Let the morning hit my tired eyes

I don’t need to lie no more

All I really do is shine

Take a breath and ease my mind

Let the old weight fall behind

She don’t even cry no more

Says she finally feels alive

Says I get her so damn high

Yeah

An angel’s supposed to fly (fly)

She was pouring coffee on the late shift

Ink on her wrist from a wish list

Said

“I’m scared of every goodbye”

But she laughed with a spark in her eye

Now she’s dancing in the kitchen

Socks on the tile

Humming little nonsense with a crooked smile

Tells me

“Keep your heart where my hand is”

“Promise me you won’t take this for granted”

I don’t need to lie no more

All I really do is shine

Take a breath and ease my mind

Let the old weight fall behind

She don’t even cry no more

Says she finally feels alive

Says I get her so damn high

Yeah

An angel’s supposed to fly (fly)

An angel’s supposed to fly (so high)

Yeah

An angel’s supposed to fly (oh yeah)