Too many angels
Bring the morning on
And too many angels
(Cast away these fears)
But there's no end in sight
There are photographs of children
(Through the flood of tears)
Too many angels
Forget about the things we could have done
There's a baby angel drummer
And upon their angel faces
Too many angels
There's a Cupid with his feet crossed
Bring the morning on
On the bird cage by the door
These apparitions coming one by one
Only the dead of night
Only the dead of night
Have seen me crying
And lit by candle flames
I wanna watch the children as they run
All in their silver frames
I wanna step out in the morning sun
Have heard you lying
On the window sills and tabletops
Where the moment has preserved them
(Your sweet face appears)
I want this darkness gone
(Voices sing of day)
Have seen me crying
Bring the morning on
I wanna step out in the morning sun
Too many angels
But there's no end in sight
Too many angels
Too many angels
I want this darkness gone
I wanna greet the dawn
Too many angels
(Through the flood of tears)
From the ravages of time
His eyes are open wide
Have seen me crying
Life's expectations climb
(Voices sing of day)
Too many angels
Have heard you lying
And two more tiny cherubs
(Your sweet face appears)
Too many angels
Apparitions coming one by one
(Voices sing of day)
(Through the broken years)
On the mantle side by side
And too many angels
Have heard you lying
