Hymn For The Weekend

Oh, angels sent from up above
 You know you make my world light up
 When I was down, when I was hurt
 You came to lift me up
 Life is a drink, and love's a drug
 Oh now I think I must be miles up
 When I was hurt, withered, dried up
 You came to rain a flood
 So drink from me, drink from me
 When I was so thirsty
 We're on a symphony
 Now I just can't get enough
 Put your wings on me, wings on me
 When I was so heavy
 We're on a symphony
 When I'm lower, lower, lower, low
 Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah
 Got me feeling drunk and high
 So high, so high
 Oh-ah-oh-ah-oh-ah
 I'm feeling drunk and high
 So high, so high
 (Woo)
 (Woo-ooo-ooo-woo)
 Oh, angels sent from up above
 I feel it coursing through my blood
 Life is a drink, your love's about
 To make the stars come out
 Put your wings on me, wings on me
 When I was so heavy
 We're on a symphony
 When I'm lower, lower, lower, low
 Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah
 Got me feeling drunk and high
 So high, so high
 Oh-ah-oh-ah-oh-ah
 I'm feeling drunk and high
 So high, so high
 Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah
 La, la, la, la, la, la, la
 So high, so high
 Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah
 I'm feeling drunk and high
 So high, so high
 Then we'll shoot across the sky
 Then we'll shoot across the
 Then we'll shoot across the sky
 Then we'll shoot across the (then we'll shoot)
 Then we'll shoot across the sky
 Then we'll shoot across the
 Then we'll shoot across the sky
 Then we'll shoot across the