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And the angels?
Well, they don't care, No not at all. And the angels just watch And laugh 'Cuz the angels, No, they don't care, No not a bit. And from way up there Why would you dare? Unruly kids In a crazy world. And from way up there, It's quite a trip And the angels? Well, they don't care, No not at all. Cry or laugh Growl or smile When you look up, They're always there. And from way down here Just look around 'Cuz the angels here Have their feet on the ground. Just watch the eyes Of a passerby A mirror will show The one walking next to you. So turn around And kiss the air You never know Where love will show And when you lift your arms And dance in the rain You'll show yourself A better place And the angels? Well, they don't care, No not at all. No, not from way up there So find your angel Right down here. Just face a friend And when you do You will know It's better, right down here.
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