FALLING by NITIN SAWHNEY There's a time for grown up boys to make a mess of pretty things to lose yourself and find a piece in your goodbye I lost my faith in you to distant dreams of true Nothing here redeems me no angels to release me I dream of falling angels I dream of falling angels touching me A shadow's burried me in rusty memories hopes for inside my angels called goodbye you lost that photo album smile to memories faded, faded.. I dream of falling angels I dream of falling angels touching me I dream of falling angels I dream of falling angels touching me [ www.dailyrics.com ] FALLING by NITINSAWHNEY