Speaking with the Angel

The day won't open it's eyes The heavens above must be sick I'm stood at the windows since five All decked out for the trip Hey Hey I'm dying to meet with you Hey Hey I'm living to speak with you Hey Hey I'm waiting to meet you baby Hey Hey Hey Choru

[ti:] [ar:]Mary Black [al:]Turning Away [00:12.52]In darkness we do what we can [00:17.95]In daylight we're oblivion [00:23.95]Our hearts so raw and clear [00:29.76]Are turning away, turning away from here [00:37.87]On water we have walked like the f

You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down A