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)