Copywrite: Blake Stitcher
INTRO – [E], [A], [G] [F#], [E] [B7], [E]
She [E]swears that she, just can’t [A]take it anymore,
The way the [D] world is [A] pushin’ down on [E]her.
When both [E] time and the world [A] seem like they’re too much,
That’s when she [D] sees life not like a [A]gift but just a [E]curse.
[E]When she’s fallin’ fast in the troubles of life,
And when her [A]wings to fly won’t spread and nothing’s goin’ right,
I’ll [D]spread my arms to [A]herand
Pull her [E] close so that she won’t fall.
[E] And though her tears may fall down from heaven above,
And the [A] sky cloud over and block out the sun,
I’ll [D] catch her and give her a [A]shoulder on which to [B7]cry,
And I’ll just [A] hold my troubled angel [B7] who can’t [E] fly.
My [E] Troubled Angel, is [A]freefallin’ down,
Through the [D] dark [A] clouds to the [E] ground.
Her Wings are [E] broken hearted and she [A] can’t spread them to fly,
Come fall in my [D] arms troubled [A] angel, I’ll [E] Love you tonight.
[A] She can’t stop tumblin’ down through the [E] layers of sky
And the [D] clouds [A] part to [G, F#]let her through[E]
Because the [A] loving winds that blow to [E] help her fly
Can’t [D] heal a broken [A] heart over – [B7}night…