Peter Bradley Adams - Los Angeles lyrics

Oh, Los Angeles we leave you now At the setting of your skies As we leave the comfort of your ground With your angels we will fly Well, you carried us in broken dreams Like a mother does her sons We were scattered 'cross your dirty streets We were dying one by one And you held us in your city lights When our eyes had lost the stars And we made our peace with lonely nights And you healed our broken hearts Well they say the Big One's gonna come And you'll fall into the sea We will know that then your work is done And your angels will go free