IT WAS A COLD AND WET DECEMBER DAYWHEN WE TOUCHED DOWN AT JFKSNOW WAS MELTING ON THE GROUNDON BLS I HEARD THE SOUND OF AN ANGEL NEW YORK LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREEI SAID TONIGHT THIS CITY BELONGS TO ME,ANGEL SOUL LOVE THIS LOVE WON´T LET ME GOSO LONG, ANGEL OF HARLEM BIRDLAND ON 53THE STREET
Is it getting betterOr do you feel the sameWill it make it easier on youNow you got someone to blame You sayOne loveOne lifeWhen it’s one needIn the nightIt’s one loveWe get to share itIt leaves you babyIf you don’t care for it Did I disappoint you?Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?You act
Nobody else here baby, no one here to blame.No one to point the finger, its just you and me in the rain.Nobody made you do it, no one put words in your mouth.Nobody here taking orders when love took a train heading south.It’s the blind leading the blonde.It’s the stuff, the stuff of country songs.
Summer stretching on the grassSummer dresses passIn the shade of a willow treeCreeps a crawling over me Over me and over youStuck together with God’s glueIt’s going to get stickier tooIt’s been a long hot summerLet’s get under coverDon’t try too hard to thinkDon’t think at all I’m not the only oneStaring at the sunAfraid
LemonSee through in the sunlightShe wore lemonNever in the daylightShe’s gonna make you cryShe’s gonna make you whisper and moanBut when you’re dryShe draws water from a stone I feel like I’m slowly, slowly, slowlys slipping underI feel like I’m holding onto nothing She wore lemonTo colour in the cold grey nightShe had heavenAnd she