Dancing With Angels
Somewhere between, what can and can't be seen
I knelt in your spring, you dusted off my wings
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace
Baby, that's all it takes to take me higher
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
How did we find smooth blue in a crooked sky?
Could be love winds, gold threads through a grand design
Your whisper on my skin, familiar healing wind
We must be slipping in Heaven's windows
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace
Baby, that's all it takes to take me higher
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
True love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
Dancing with, dancing with
Dancing with angels
I knelt in your spring, you dusted off my wings
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace
Baby, that's all it takes to take me higher
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
How did we find smooth blue in a crooked sky?
Could be love winds, gold threads through a grand design
Your whisper on my skin, familiar healing wind
We must be slipping in Heaven's windows
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
Your kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace
Baby, that's all it takes to take me higher
If true love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
True love really does exist it would feel as pure as this
Baby, it's as if we're dancing with angels
Stealing light from shooting stars, we're just taking what is ours
In each other's arm, we're dancing with angels
Dancing with, dancing with
Dancing with angels
Credits
Writer(s): Kristyn Osborn, Paul Cunningham
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