Chris de Burgh - Little Angel
From the album: The Road to Freedom (2004)
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Intro:
[F] [Bb] [F] [Gm] [C] [F]
Verse 1:
An[F]other night of r[Bb]eaching out for y[F]ou,
An[Bb]other night I h[Gm]ave to face the tr[C]uth,
Oh h[Am]ow I wish the darkn[G]ess would t[Am]ake aw[G]ay the p[F]ain,
And br[Gm]ing me back the joys of yesterd[C]ay.
Verse 2:
An[F]other night I h[Bb]old you in my [F]arms,
I s[Bb]ee your smile and f[Gm]eel your beating h[C]eart,
This r[Am]oom is full of ech[G]oes, and ch[Am]ildhood m[G]emori[F]es,
And w[Gm]ords are not enough for what I f[C]eel.
Chorus:
Cos my h[F]eart is more than br[Bb]oken, it is sh[C]attered,
And your f[Dm]ace is all that [Bb]I see in my dr[C]eams,
With a p[Dm]ain imaginat[Bb]ion could n[C]ev[A]er bel[Dm]ieve,
Little [Bb]angel, sl[C]eep in p[F]eace.
Verse 3:
[F] [Bb] [F] [Bb] [Gm] [C]
Oh h[Am]ow I wish this d[G]arkness could t[Am]ake aw[G]ay the p[F]ain,
And g[Gm]ive me back the life of yesterd[C]ay.
Chorus:
Cos my h[F]eart is more than br[Bb]oken, it is sh[C]attered,
And your f[Dm]ace is all that [Bb]I see in my dr[C]eams,
With a p[Dm]ain imaginat[Bb]ion could n[C]ev[A]er bel[Dm]ieve,
Little [Bb]angel, sl[C]eep in p[Dm]eace,
Little [Bb]angel, sl[C]eep in p[F]eace.[Bb][F][Gm][C][F]
From the album: The Road to Freedom (2004)
Comment for any corrections and please rate
Intro:
[F] [Bb] [F] [Gm] [C] [F]
Verse 1:
An[F]other night of r[Bb]eaching out for y[F]ou,
An[Bb]other night I h[Gm]ave to face the tr[C]uth,
Oh h[Am]ow I wish the darkn[G]ess would t[Am]ake aw[G]ay the p[F]ain,
And br[Gm]ing me back the joys of yesterd[C]ay.
Verse 2:
An[F]other night I h[Bb]old you in my [F]arms,
I s[Bb]ee your smile and f[Gm]eel your beating h[C]eart,
This r[Am]oom is full of ech[G]oes, and ch[Am]ildhood m[G]emori[F]es,
And w[Gm]ords are not enough for what I f[C]eel.
Chorus:
Cos my h[F]eart is more than br[Bb]oken, it is sh[C]attered,
And your f[Dm]ace is all that [Bb]I see in my dr[C]eams,
With a p[Dm]ain imaginat[Bb]ion could n[C]ev[A]er bel[Dm]ieve,
Little [Bb]angel, sl[C]eep in p[F]eace.
Verse 3:
[F] [Bb] [F] [Bb] [Gm] [C]
Oh h[Am]ow I wish this d[G]arkness could t[Am]ake aw[G]ay the p[F]ain,
And g[Gm]ive me back the life of yesterd[C]ay.
Chorus:
Cos my h[F]eart is more than br[Bb]oken, it is sh[C]attered,
And your f[Dm]ace is all that [Bb]I see in my dr[C]eams,
With a p[Dm]ain imaginat[Bb]ion could n[C]ev[A]er bel[Dm]ieve,
Little [Bb]angel, sl[C]eep in p[Dm]eace,
Little [Bb]angel, sl[C]eep in p[F]eace.[Bb][F][Gm][C][F]
