Click on the title to hear the music
By: Sarah McLachlan
Spend all your time waitingIn the arms of the angels
Far away from here
From the stone cold hotel room
At the end its less that you fear
You are brought from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
In the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight life and everywhere you
turn
Theres vultures and thieves at your back
Stone keeps on twisting
Keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It dont make no difference
Escape one last time
Its easier to believe
When this sweet madness
All this glory or sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the angel
Far away from here
From this stone cold hotel room
And the end is less that you fear
You are brought from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
In the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
Here in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here