Angel

	The sun is letting go behind the hills
	And evening is a waltz of window sills.
	You feel a little lonely, and maybe it’s the season.
	The alleyway is moving in its sleep,
	Searching for a shape that it can keep.
	I feel a little haunted, and maybe you’re the reason.
	And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire,
	and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you’re my only desire.
	Ooo, angel.
	There are fireflies that flicker in the grass,
	And there are days like this, that whistle while they pass.
	I wish I was cradled, pooled in you, forever.
	Copper songs of crickets in the corn,
	The songs of something deeper being born.
	I wish that I was able, to hold your heart together.
	And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire,
	and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you’re my only desire.
	Ooo, angel.
	Ooo, angel.
	Oooooo.
	Oooooo.

	The sun is letting go behind the hills
	And evening is a waltz of window sills.
	You feel a little lonely, and maybe it' s the season.
	The alleyway is moving in its sleep,
	Searching for a shape that it can keep.
	I feel a little haunted, and maybe you' re the reason.
	And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire,
	and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you' re my only desire.
	Ooo, angel.
	There are fireflies that flicker in the grass,
	And there are days like this, that whistle while they pass.
	I wish I was cradled, pooled in you, forever.
	Copper songs of crickets in the corn,
	The songs of something deeper being born.
	I wish that I was able, to hold your heart together.
	And when I spread my arms and smiled, I meant that my heart was on fire,
	and when I kissed you in your sleep I meant you' re my only desire.
	Ooo, angel.
	Ooo, angel.
	Oooooo.
	Oooooo.