Song Lyric Sunday. Angel

This week’s song lyrics based on the word Angel.

There are so many songs about angels , fallen, special and even Cupid. But my favourite is Angel by Annie Lennox and Dave Stewart, it was the last song they did together as the Eurythmics before a break of a decade when they went their separate ways. It is a very special song for me.

Lyrics for Angel from A to Z Lyrics
Underneath this canopy of snow
Where fifty-seven winters
Took their toll
Where did you go?
And I believed in you
I believed in you
Like Elvis Presley
Singing psalms on a Sunday
Where did you go?
Well she’s gone to meet
Her maker
Back to where she came from
Come to save her soul…
Come to save her soul…
Come to take her home
‘Cause it’s late and past
Your bedtime
Well past bedtime
Angel
My angel
Fly over me
Angel…
She took her life
Within her hands
She took her life
Within her own two hands
And no one can tell her
What to do now
And I believed in you
I believed in you
Like Elvis Presley
Singin’ live from Las Vegas
Where did you go?
Well she’s gone to meet
Her maker
Back to where she came from
Come to save her soul…

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We all know people who died too young weather by illness of the body, soul or mind and these lyrics portray this perfectly.

Another song about Angels by Annie Lennox is Precious she wrote this about loosing her first born daughter. Anyone who has lost a child, or not will understand the lyrics to this song too.

Precious”

Precious little angel
Take a look at what you’ve done
Well I thought my time was over
But it’s only just begun
Precious little angel
You’re my own sweet turtle dove
Won’t you stay with us for ever
In a bundle full of love

I was lost until you came

Precious little angel
Won’t you spread your light on me
I was locked up in the darkness
Now you’ve come to set me free
I was covered up with sadness
I was drowned in my own tears
I’ve been cynical and twisted
I’ve been bitter all these years

I was lost until you came
I was lost until you came

And wouldn’t I run a thousand miles
To be with you
And wouldn’t I run a thousand miles
To be with you

Precious little angel
Tell me how can it be true
That such a gift from heaven
Has been sent for me and you
Precious little angel
Don’t you worry don’t you cry
When this bad old world has crumbled
I’ll be standing at your side

I was lost until you came

This is my entry to #songlyricsunday.

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

15 thoughts on “Song Lyric Sunday. Angel”

    1. Yes they did do that one too but for some reason I was thinking darker and more personal, I lost to female babies, ending up with three healthy boys. also I lost a dear friend in her fifties… Strange really concidering my Beautiful surroundings.๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

      1. The babies are a long time ago but I still remember them bless them maybe if there is something after death I will meet them again.

  1. I love Annie Lennox. Thank you so much for sharing. I haven’t lost a baby personally, but my brother lost his baby at a very young age. I can only imagine how it must feel. โค

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