Song Description

The song is about a muse -- real or imagined. This angel is part obsession and part protector of the the fragile ego. It is a complex and deep Platonic relationship that is not without doubt.

Lyrics

ANGEL

VERSE 1
She's and angel on the street doesn't touch her feet
Head held high, she hovers low. When she flies, my heart soars
I will follow where she goes, I try not to lose her though

CHORUS
She's an angel. She's an angel. She's an angel. Looking over me.
She's an angel. She's an angel. She's an angel -- only I can see.

VERSE 2
Sometimes I look for her at night, underneath the cold street light
If I see that she's there, I run down seven flights of stairs
I want to tell her that I care, but she isn't anywhere
If she's real or illusion, I don't jump to any conclusion

CHORUS

BRIDGE (Appegio)

VERSE 3
So I drag myself back up and have myself another cup
It's cold and black as I feel, and I wonder if she's real
I might have the caffeine blues, or she might just be my muse
Stare out the window it's no use, I guess I'll watch the news

CHORUS

VERSE 4
It doesn't matter if I touch that angel that I love so much
She's everything she ought to be, even if she's fantasy
So I carry her inside, no place for my soul to hide
Her tears must be jewels if she cries -- she's an angel

CHORUS

BRIDGE (Appegio)
She's an angel. She's an angel. She's an angel. Looking over me.