City of Angels

Lyrics
Weary traveler is comin' home City of Angels lay below me Sweet L.A., I've come home Open arms wait for everyone but me City of Angels, where's my angel? Sweet L.A., where did you go, girl? I've got to find out if everything's all right If you don't love me, baby Let me know in black and white If someone is holdin' you tonight Oh, girl I was wrong to depend on you (And I should know better) (Really should know better) I was wrong, so wrong to depend on you (And I should know better) Than to lovе you (Really should know better) By now Wеary traveler is on his own City of Angels, hear me callin' Sweet L.A., where did you go? Never got your letters Never got your calls All you left me was lonely nights Climbin' up the walls I guess that you don't love me after all this time I was wrong to depend on you (And I should know better) Than to love you (Really should know better) I was wrong, so wrong to depend on you, yeah (And I should know better) Whoa, whoa (Really should know better) Whoa, whoa, darlin' I was wrong to depend on you (And I should know better) Than to love you (Really should know better) I was wrong, dead wrong to depend on you (And I should know better) Yeah (Really should know better) (So wrong) Girl, you know I was (so wrong) I was wrong to love you, to want you To need you, to want you, to love you With everything I had inside of me, yeah (So wrong) Oh, how can I be (so wrong)? Darlin', won't you tell me? How can one man be? Oh, I was (so wrong) Darlin', you know I was (so wrong) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, whoa How can I be (so wrong)? Oh, God help me (So wrong) Oh, girl, girl (So wrong, so wrong) (So wrong, so wrong) (So wrong, so wrong) (So wrong, so wrong)
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Credits
- Writers
- Rick Blakemore
- Dennis La Rue