Counting Crows: Miller’s Angels Lyrics

Millers angels in black and white
Welcome everyone in
Children dreaming of wrong and right
Wrapped in grace and in sin

They come out of the blue sky
They come out of the blue
They come out of the blue sky
But you never know where theyre gonna go
Hey romeo

Millers fingers are traveling down the length of her thigh
But millers mind is still wandering
Staring up at the sky

They come out of the blue sky
They come out of the blue
They come out of the blue sky
But you never know where theyre gonna go
Hey romeo

Dont, dont come around here

Millers angels are hovering in between the earth and the sun
In the shadow of gods unwavering love
I am a fortunate son

They come out of the blue sky
They come out of the blue
They come out of the blue sky
But you never know where theyre gonna go

Hey romeo