Angels Can't Fly
Angels Can’t Fly
D Kelley, A Williams
©2011

Tonight she’s drinking whiskey
When she usually sips wine
Confession might be good for her soul
But it still won’t turn a wrong into a right

She could be a millionaire if she had a penny
For every bad choice she tried not to make
But there aren’t enough pennies to make up
for that sweet life that she just threw away

Angels can’t fly when their crying
Angels can’t sing when love’s gone silent
Perfections an illusion standing on this earth
When you break your own heart
All you can do is hold on
Hold on, hold on
Till you get past the hurt

He knows he throwing stones
At a mirror he broke years ago
Forgiveness is a hard path to follow
When he’s carrying some guilt of his own

He can leave her to believe he’s never cheated
Or let confession be good for her soul
Being self righteous- won’t get him far
When he’s left to live with his lies still untold

Angels can’t fly when their crying
Angels can’t sing when love’s gone silent
Perfections an illusion standing on this earth
When you break your own heart
All you can do is hold on
Hold on, hold on
Till you get past the hurt