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Best think about settling in

With this whole life to live, someone tell me where to begin

And, where to find my heart amongst all the lost years

And, where to find my heart again



You broke me in just like you said you would

Just like a favorite pair of shoes, somehow you knew

You could slip right in and tie your knots

And, fit right in with my rusty and fearful heart



But, somehow, Angel, you made me love you



It’s hard now, fitting in among all the strangers

Sounding bells in little black pagers, your face in every woman

But, still there’s something missing

And, still there’s something missing around here



Now, this concrete forest is drowning my horizons

It’s funny where the paths take you once you’ve weighed them

And, how it takes distance for your heart to realize mistakes

And, how it breaks, once miles and minutes stretch far enough



And, somehow, Angel, you made me love you



You know, I’ve never felt too old to not outgrow anything

But, there’s another funny thing, exceptions to the rules to the sounds of that symphony

And, I can’t outgrow you

And, Angel, I can’t outgrow you

Cause, Angel, you’re the sound of the symphony