| Lyrics: | by Enya, Clarinet by Roy Jewitt
Angels, answer me,
are you near if rain should
fall?
Am I to believe
you will rise to calm the storm?
For so great a treasure words
will never do.
Surely, if this is, promises are mine to give you.
mine to give...
Here, all too soon the day!
Wish the moon to fall and
alter tomorrow.
I should know
heaven has her way
- each one given memories to
own.
Angeles, all could be
should you move both earth and sea
Angeles, I could
feel
all those dark clouds disappearing...
Even, as I breathe
comes an angel to
their keep.
Surely, if this is
promises are mine to give you.
mine to give |
