Angel (St. Louis， November 5， 1979) - Fleetwood Mac

Angel -Fleetwood Mac
Sometimes the most beautiful things
The most innocent things
And many of those dreams pass us by
Keep passing 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
'Til i become that part of the wind
That we all long for sometime
Yeah
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
Angel of my dreams
(You said)you feel good
I said it's funny that you understood
I knew you would
When you were good baby
Mmm 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
'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
Angel of my dreams
Angel of my dreams
I still look up
I try hard not to look up
Ooh yeah
That girl was me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Track a ghost through the fog
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
A charmed hour and a haunted song
Track a ghost through the fog baby
Ooh you try hard
But you'll never catch me
Yeah