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Angel

Sometimes the most beautiful thing,
the most innocent thing,

And many of those dreams pass us by,
keep passin' me by.

You feel good.
I said it's funny that you understood.

I knew you would.
When you were good,
you were very, very good.

So I close my eyes softly
till I become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime, yeah.

And through those that I love
like a ghost through a fog,
like a charmed hour and a haunted song,

And the angel of my dreams,
angel of my dreams.

He said you feel good.
I said it's funny that you understood.

When you were good, baby,
mm, you were very good.

I still look up when you walk in the room.
I've the same wide eyes.

Now, they tell a story.
I try not to reach out.

When you turn around,
you say hello and we both pretend.
No great pretender.

So I close my eyes softly 
till I become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime, yeah.

And through those that I love
like a ghost through a fog,
like a charmed hour and a haunted song,

And the angel, angel of my dreams,
angel, mm, of my dreams.

I still look up, yeah.
I try hard not to look up, yeah.