Dancing With Angles
Somewhere between

What can and can't be seen

I knelt in your spring

You dusted off my wings

Your kiss upon my face

Feels like a brush with grace

Baby, that's all it takes

To take me higher



*Chorus*

If true love really does exist

It would feel as pure as this

Baby, it's as if

We're dancing with angles

Stealing light from shooting stars

We're just taking what is ours

In each other's arms

We're dancing with angles



How did we find

Smooth blue in a crooked sky

Clouds be love winds

Gold threads through a grand design

Your whisper on my skin

Familiar healing wind

We must be slipping in

Heaven's window



(Repeat Chorus)



Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

Ah, ah,ah,ah-ah,ah

Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh

Ah, ah, ah, ah-yeah, yeah, yeah



*Bridge*

(Yeah) Your kiss upon my fave

(Yeah) Feels like a brush with grace

(Yeah) Baby, that's all it takes

To take me higher



(Repeat Chorus 2x)



Angels, angels

Dancing with, dancing with, dancing with angles

Angels, angels