Hello Angel

hello angel
© 2006 vinnie james
vinnie james music (PRS)

there's a place
beneath the western skyline
where angels wander wounded
and there's a price
all of them have paid
never to fly one minute elsewhere

and the ground grows hard
wherever they have fallen
and the chains they wear are heavy
and when they smile
it's only for a moment
and they never say their name out loud

and they trade flight
just to hear the words
"hello angel..."

sometimes late
just before the sun sets
in the "hour of the magic light"
if you're still
and very, very quiet
they will gather and begin to sing...

and when they sing
you will be moved
but when it's over they will not remember you

and they trade flight
just to hear the words
"hello angel..."

they trade flight
just to hear the words
"hello angel..."

so save your kisses
for the alter
and throw that angel feather in the fire
'cause once i had
enough to make me wings...
you see... once i had
enough to make me wings...

and they trade flight
just to hear the words
"hello angel..."

they trade flight
just to hear the words
"hello angel..."
"hello angel..."
"hello angel..."