There's a nomad in the gutter
Drinking his dreams away
He's trying to catch the clouds over head
In his eyes you can see the lies, the fear, regret, the doubts
So much out when you ask me what life's all about
Don't you know angels don't cry
Yeah they don't cry
As we stroll through the park
With the wind in our face
I can feel the rush of believes beneath by feet
As she held my hand so tight
I knew something was right
So I kissed her and watched the herds pass us by
Don't you know angels don't cry
Yeah they don't cry
Don't cry anymore
I'll be there for sure
When you fall to the ground yeah
I'll be there
Angels don't cry
Don't you know
Ange's don't cry
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Angels don't cry
Don't you know
Ange's don't cry