Somewhere between
  What can and can't be seen
  I knelt in your spring
  You dusted off my wings
  Your kiss upon my face
  Feels like a brush with grace
  Baby, that's all it takes
  To take me higher
    [Chorus]
  If true love really does exist
  It would feel as pure as this
  Baby, it's as if
  We're dancing with angels
  Stealing light from shooting stars
  We're just taking what is ours
  In each other's arm
  We're dancing with angels
    How did we find
  Smooth blue in a crooked sky
  Could be love winds
  Gold threads through a grand design
  Your whisper on my skin
  Familiar healing wind
  We must be slipping in
  Heaven's windows
    [Repeat Chorus]
    Oh, oh, oh, oh -- oh, oh, oh, oh
  Ah, ah, ah, ah -- ah, ah
  Oh, oh, oh, oh -- oh, oh, oh, oh
  Ah, ah, ah, ah -- yeah, yeah
    [Bridge]
  (Yeah) Your kiss upon my face
  (Yeah) Feels like a brush with grace
  (Yeah) Baby, that's all it takes
  To take me higher
    [Repeat Chorus 2x]
    Angels, angels
  Dancing with, dancing with, dancing with angels
  Angels, angels