Disclaimer: i do not own In the Arms Of The Angel....I don't own yu-gi-oh

note: means that this is how bakura feels about the spirit in his ring,

(this means that this is how the spirit feels about bakura)

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel "not good enough"
And it's hard at the end of the day

you make it so hard to love you my beautiful other self, but I still do. I wait every day for you to say the same thing to me, but all you do is boss me and hurt me. you try to hurt my friends. but I still love you. I cant help it. I love everything about you. the way your hair falls, the way you say my name. I love everything about you. but it's hard to put up with how you treat me.

I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

( oh my sweet bakura, if you only knew how I really felt. I don't want to bully you and your friends, but the truth is that I need you. I cant stand days without your stupid crying, you laughter fills me with happiness. the day you put me around you neck was the happiest day of my life. the years of torture, the years of hiding in here, away from the past....if only you knew.......if only I could tell you.)

In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

oh my beautiful spirit, do you know how I feel? Do you feel the same ache in your heart that doesn't want to cease? the same feeling of emptiness in the pit of your stomach that you never seem to be able to fill? oh, my beautiful spirit, if only I could hold you in my arms......

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack

(oh bakura, if only I was man enough to tell you how I felt. I see it in your eyes. a longing of something. or some one. can that some one be me? oh bakura I will always be here to protect you even though it seems I do more harm than good. please bakura....see the truth in my eyes....can you see what I am not man enough to tell?)


It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

oh, my spirit, this sadness is killing me! please tell me you see what I am feeling for you. can you not see what you are putting me through?

In the arms of an Angel, far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

(my bakura! Did I see what I though I saw in your eyes? I thought I saw longing.. longing for me? please say it's longing for me.......my bakura.......let me hold you.....)