Amy Kuney - Angel Tangled In The Telephone Lines
Verse 1:I prayed I prayed on my kneesOn my kneesOh I prayed all nightMy chin upon my chestI prayed for a lightTo help me get through thisAnd in the morningOutside my window I seeI wasnt alone,Help was on her way to meChorus:Theres an angel tangled in the telephone linesThe telephone lines, the telephone linesWould you say you built our city too high?Our city too high, is sitting too highVerse 2:Hear sirens cryingWe called the fire chiefAnd all his firemenCame to cut the angel freeAnd she will bless themThey bow their heavy headsThis is as close to heavenThat they will ever getBridge:We cant be too sureAccording to the chiefWhy our ropes are too shortOur ladders won't reach
Verse 1:I prayed I prayed on my kneesOn my kneesOh I prayed all nightMy chin upon my chestI prayed for a lightTo help me get through thisAnd in the morningOutside my window I seeI wasnt alone,Help was on her way to meChorus:Theres an angel tangled in the telephone linesThe telephone lines, the telephone linesWould you say you built our city too high?Our city too high, is sitting too highVerse 2:Hear sirens cryingWe called the fire chiefAnd all his firemenCame to cut the angel freeAnd she will bless themThey bow their heavy headsThis is as close to heavenThat they will ever getBridge:We cant be too sureAccording to the chiefWhy our ropes are too shortOur ladders won't reach
