Angel at my table de The Frames

There's an angel at my table
and she's broke her wings
she's packed her things
she said i'm
the only one she'd turn to
But there's a devil on my shoulder
and he's telling me she's so beautiful
and i should go up there and hold her
and she's looking on
and how can i stay here
it wouldn't be what she wants
and i'm trying to break it easy
but she's pleading with me
will you be my anchor
when there is no one around to hold me down
will you be my anchor
i know you're not the answer

there's an angel at my table
and she's blessed the breeze
that blows in-between her and everything
she left in that haven
And i wish you'd go on
'cause that devil's on my shoulder
and he's pulling me down
and i'm trying to keep a balance
but she's begging me
will you be my anchor
when there is no one around to hold me down
will you be my anchor
i know you're not the answer
(there's an angel at my table)
(she said i'm the only one she'd turn to)