When the evening like a sparrow Folds down under its small wings All the light bones and the feathers of the day Only then in that moment Stop the rushing and just hold me Lay your hands where it hurts And we'll leave it that way Ooh I have often dreamt of angels But I very rarely see them But I know that they've been there Because something smells like sky In the rustle of their presence It sounds a lot like your breathing Sounds a lot like a promise But I can't say why Ooh And I have searched all the wise and the unwise places I have known the price of passion And what solitude buys But it was you I was looking for in all those faces Always you I was hoping for When I closed my eyes I will gather all the feathers That collect up in the corners All the risings and the fallings In the quiet of the day When you speak there's a flutter Of some winged thing stirring Lay your head on my heart And we'll leave it that way Ooh