Funny how when you leave L.A., you gotta drive into the desert.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
To all of my friends who have taken their leaves of absence,
This is a song for you, my angel eyes.
You′re always watching me, even when I can't find the prize.
Believe me when I tell you, you make it possible to do the things I do.
This is a song for you, my angel eyes.
You′re always watching me, even when I can′t find the prize.
And singing your songs of hope and freedom,
And it brings me peace when I really need it.
Believe me when I tell you, you make it possible to do the things I do.
This is a song for you, my angel eyes.
You're always watching me, even when I can′t find the prize.
And singing your songs of hope and freedom,
And it brings me peace when I really need it.
This is a song for you, my angel eyes.
You're always watching me, even when I can′t find the prize.
And singing your songs of hope and freedom,
And it brings me peace when I really need it.