Song | Angel |
Artist | Fleetwood Mac |
Album | Tusk |
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Lyrics:Stevie Nicks Music:Stevie Nicks | |
Sometimes | |
The most beautiful things | |
The most innocent things | |
And many of those dreams | |
Pass us by | |
Keep passing us 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 | |
I still look up | |
When you walk in the room | |
I've the same wide eyes | |
They tell the story | |
Try not to reach out | |
When you turn 'round | |
And you say hello | |
And we both pretend | |
There was an end | |
But there was no ending | |
So I close my eyes softly | |
Til I become that part of the wind | |
That we all long for sometime | |
And to those that I love | |
Like a ghost through a fog | |
Like a charmed hour | |
And a haunted song | |
And the angel of my dreams | |
I still look up | |
I try hard not to look up | |
That girl was me | |
Track a ghost through the fog | |
A charmed hour, a haunted song | |
Track a ghost through the fog, baby | |
Ooh, you try hard | |
But you'll never catch me, yeah |
Lyrics: Stevie Nicks Music: Stevie Nicks | |
Sometimes | |
The most beautiful things | |
The most innocent things | |
And many of those dreams | |
Pass us by | |
Keep passing us 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 | |
I still look up | |
When you walk in the room | |
I' ve the same wide eyes | |
They tell the story | |
Try not to reach out | |
When you turn ' round | |
And you say hello | |
And we both pretend | |
There was an end | |
But there was no ending | |
So I close my eyes softly | |
Til I become that part of the wind | |
That we all long for sometime | |
And to those that I love | |
Like a ghost through a fog | |
Like a charmed hour | |
And a haunted song | |
And the angel of my dreams | |
I still look up | |
I try hard not to look up | |
That girl was me | |
Track a ghost through the fog | |
A charmed hour, a haunted song | |
Track a ghost through the fog, baby | |
Ooh, you try hard | |
But you' ll never catch me, yeah |
Lyrics: Stevie Nicks Music: Stevie Nicks | |
Sometimes | |
The most beautiful things | |
The most innocent things | |
And many of those dreams | |
Pass us by | |
Keep passing us 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 | |
I still look up | |
When you walk in the room | |
I' ve the same wide eyes | |
They tell the story | |
Try not to reach out | |
When you turn ' round | |
And you say hello | |
And we both pretend | |
There was an end | |
But there was no ending | |
So I close my eyes softly | |
Til I become that part of the wind | |
That we all long for sometime | |
And to those that I love | |
Like a ghost through a fog | |
Like a charmed hour | |
And a haunted song | |
And the angel of my dreams | |
I still look up | |
I try hard not to look up | |
That girl was me | |
Track a ghost through the fog | |
A charmed hour, a haunted song | |
Track a ghost through the fog, baby | |
Ooh, you try hard | |
But you' ll never catch me, yeah |