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 higherIf 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 angelsHow 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 windowsIf 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 angelsYour kiss upon my face feels like a brush with grace
Baby, that's all it takes to take me higherIf 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 angelsTrue 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 angelsDancing with, dancing with
Dancing with angels