Angel in Blue Jeans
And though I never got her name
Or time to find out anything
I loved her just the same
And though I rode a different road
And sang a different song
I'll love her till my last breath's gone
Like a river, made of silver
Everyone came running to the scene
I was shot down, in cold blood
By an angel in blue jeans
Late that night she got away
I chased her to the turnpike
Then lost her where the music never plays
And though I rolled upon the stones
And fell into the water
I'll love her 'till my judgement day
Like a sunrise, made of white lines
Everything was nothing as it seems
I was shot down, in cold blood
By an angel in blue jeans
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Ooh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
I hear voices calling all around
I keep falling down
I think my heart could pound right out of me
I see a million different ways
To never leave this maze alive
I woke up in somebody's arms
Strange and so familiar
Where nothing could go wrong
Barely alive or nearly dead
Somehow awake in my own bed
And there you are
Like a highway, headed my way
Life is but a dream
I was shot down, by your love
My angel in blue jeans
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Ooh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Ah-ah-ahh ah-ah ah-ahh (hey)
Ah ah-ah ah-ahh (hey)
Ah-ah-ahh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh
Ah-ahh ah-ah ah-ahh (hey hey hey)
Or time to find out anything
I loved her just the same
And though I rode a different road
And sang a different song
I'll love her till my last breath's gone
Like a river, made of silver
Everyone came running to the scene
I was shot down, in cold blood
By an angel in blue jeans
Late that night she got away
I chased her to the turnpike
Then lost her where the music never plays
And though I rolled upon the stones
And fell into the water
I'll love her 'till my judgement day
Like a sunrise, made of white lines
Everything was nothing as it seems
I was shot down, in cold blood
By an angel in blue jeans
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Ooh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
I hear voices calling all around
I keep falling down
I think my heart could pound right out of me
I see a million different ways
To never leave this maze alive
I woke up in somebody's arms
Strange and so familiar
Where nothing could go wrong
Barely alive or nearly dead
Somehow awake in my own bed
And there you are
Like a highway, headed my way
Life is but a dream
I was shot down, by your love
My angel in blue jeans
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Ooh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey)
Ah-ah-ahh ah-ah ah-ahh (hey)
Ah ah-ah ah-ahh (hey)
Ah-ah-ahh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh
Ah-ahh ah-ah ah-ahh (hey hey hey)
Credits
Writer(s): Espen Lind, Amund Bjorklund, Pat Monahan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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