Matt Minglewood - Brushed By the Wings of an Angel lyrics

Carlos ElMino of Maria, Sanchez from Sonora in Mexico He's parked at an LA Street corner and there's two ways he can go To the west lay three hombres waiting to gun him down He drove east and he left that town He was brushed by the wings of an angel A young girl full of life and love on a New York street corner and she's leaving home She had words with her mother that cut her to the bone Across the street waits a man he's full of s**ual rage She went back to Mom and they turn that page She was brushed by the wings of an angel CHORUS Some live, some die Some never know the reason why They make their guardian angel's cry and the sky turn black And tears fall down as rain Little earth bound angels need a guiding hand The hand of God or the hand of man Or the wind from the wings of an angel Two kids from the suburbs with too much time on their hands And they are looking for a thrill They head down to East Hastings, Vancouver looking for a guy named one-eyed Phil They pa** by the blue door, they stare at the crack You walk through that door boys, you don't ever come back They were brushed by the wings of an angel CHORUS