Come a little bit closer, you’ve got something to seeCome a little bit closer, read my mind in the streetLook through my eyes, now I want you to singTossed minds and what this could’ve beenWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen there were wolves we were part of the chaseWhen does the pressure become a crack?When we were angels we had wings on our backsWalk a little bit smaller, you’ve been dragging me downMorning mist on the border, we were lost in this townLook through my eyes, now I want you to singI wish it was tomorrow when the angels have beenWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen there were wolves we were part of the chaseWhen does the pressure become a crack?When we were angels we had wings on our backsWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen we were angels we ran the placeWhen there were wolves we were part of the chaseWhen does the pressure become a crack?When we were angels we had wings on our backs(When we were angels)We had wings on our backs(When we were angels)We had wings on our backs