Too Many Angels (Live)-Jackson Browne

Too Many Angels - Jackson Browne (杰克逊·布朗)/Jimmy Reed Theres an angel on a ribbon Hanging from the armoire door Theres a cupid with his feet crossed On the bird cage by the door Theres a baby angel drummer His eyes are open wide And two more tiny cherubs On the mantle side by side Too many angels Have seen me crying Too many angels Have heard you lying There are photographs of children All in their silver frames On the window sills and tabletops Lit by candle flames And upon their angel faces Lifes expectations climb Where the moment has preserved them From the ravages of time Too many angels Have seen me crying Too many angels Have heard you lying Bring the morning on Voices step out in the morning sun I want this darkness gone These apparitions coming one by one But theres no end in sight Only the dead of night And too many angels Too many angels Have seen me crying Too many angels Voices sing of day Through the flood of tears Your sweet face appears But theres no end in sight Only the dead of night And too many angels