Voice becomes a face out on the west coast
I never cared much for LA, too much plastic, I hate the traffic
A friend of mine, an ocean drive have changed my tune
Turned me around, look what I found

Only angel in LA, you must be a miracle
Showed your wings to me the day
You helped unlock the voice inside my head
When all the others left me for dead
Somehow I found the only angel in LA

Frustration turns to revelation at a house on a hill
Inspired by the day, hooray for Hollywood
You took my confusion, showed me the solution that was in my heart
Showed me somehow, look what I found

The angel asked did you ever just sing for the hell of it
Not trying to be anything but yourself
Did you ever gaze the mirror for hours fully exposed
So you could see your soul

Somehow I found, somehow I found
Somehow I found the only angel in LA

Music and Lyrics by Alan Schaefer/Phydeaux Publishing (ascap)