Washing tears Falling on my shoes They walk with me Following my blues Tired of tasting yesterday Is dusty on my charm Someone comes He's just not the one I have to believe it I've already feel it I'm going low - low - low I'll be an angel And fly like an angel Straight to his love line I have to believe it I've already see it I might've to fall a few more times But he called me angel And I'll be an angel Able to fly In the sun in the sun Something waited for me In the sun in the sun Something waits for me Someone waits for me Pick my thrills Now I'm free to go Hurting now not too much to hurt I'll leave be called that dreams survive And rather until they're done Someone comes; he's just not the one I have to believe it I've already feel it I'm going low -- low - low I'll be an angel And fly like an angel Able to fly In the sun in the sun Something waits for me Someone waits for me In the sun In the sun Something in the sun In - in - in the sun I have to believe it I've already feel it I'm going low -- low - low I'll be an angel And fly like an angel Straight to his love line I have to believe it I've already see it I might've to fall a few more times But he called me angel And I'll be an angel Able to fly In the sun in the sun Something waited for me In the sun in the sun Something waits for me Someone waits for me Someone waits for me