Angel (G. Kooymans/B. Hay) 1994 Face It

Fly angel fly
Angel, angel, angel
1, 2, 3, 4

The one time I didn’t know what to do, I had a problem with my attitude
‘Cause I never had, I never had the young man blues, the blues before
Well I know it means none, none to you, every man’s gotta walk in his own shoes
And ain’t that hard, sure’s hard to see

Straight from the heart

I can’t find nothin’ on my shoppin’ list, I only keep hammerin’ the nail I miss
I just cannot help believin’ that heaven is a hard on
Well I know it don’t mean a damn to you, the left hand guessin’ what the right will do
Now ain’t that, ain’t that the way it is as a matter of fact

Straight from the heart

While I’m floatin’ like a swan on a waterbed, I’m drownin’ in a pond in a pool of regret
Tryin’ to remember not to forget, how you bring me down with your kiss of death

Angel, angel, angel, angel

I’m entertainin’ all the gods for you, Buddah and Jesus and the other one too
Now ain’t that, ain’t that like apple juice, forbidden fruit
Moon jump flyin’ back to the sun, cool burn visible for everyone
And the blood flows, don’t you know, all through your body and back to your soul

Straight from the heart

While I’m floatin’ like a swan on a waterbed, I’m drownin’ in a pond in a pool of regret
Tryin’ to remember not to forget, how you bring me down with your kiss of death

Angel, angel, angel, angel

While I’m floatin’ like a swan on a waterbed, I’m drownin’ in a pond in a pool of regret
Tryin’ to remember not to forget, how you bring me down with your kiss of death

Angel, angel, angel, angel, angel, angel