leaves Cruise to the plaza in your Merc Never really know how or where to go Blow me down, your outside a bank??? on Angel street I arrive but never
Take me there, won't you take me there The angels are singing His praise with their voices Hallelujah, hallelujah take me there Peace, joy and love linger on
me an angel To lead me out of this place Take me awwaaayyyy Away, far away to better days [Verse 2:] I'm sitting on these stairs at this church bout
rain never goes away they say I should leave these streets behind me but its so hard to escape, oh lord please send me an angel to lead me out of this
feathers on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on him When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em
me And why I always feel like the sky is closing in on me (This is what he said) The skies not falling its just angels committing suicide Cos their
this God that I once saw heaven sent' He never meant to destroy all the things that he came across It's the sour taste of defeat on the street now all
verbally murdering me Is inconceivable cause of the unbelievable evil injected inside The blood stream of my people And redemption is not located under a church
eye First Aaliyah and now romeo must die I know a got angels watchin me from the other side [Chorus x2] [J.Ivy:] We are all here for a reason on a
From my mother who haunts me, even though she's gone From my daughter that never sleeps I ran from the noise and the silence From the traffic on the streets
that rooster crowin' Down on the double e It's a new morning Dawning on the green Bouncing off the towers And the sun's heading down for the streets
a friend, the fellas back at home all trying to win. Moon keeps shinin? on bootleg bottles Cops in the street keep ya feet on the throttle Selling what
the snow is finally falling when i walk the streets, i think of her i can hear the choir singing as i pause beside the open door and the church bells
the banners and flags hung on everyones door we danced and we sang in the street and the church bells rang but burning in my heart my memory smoulders on
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head There's devils on each side of