Angel — текст песни (Fleetwood Mac)

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

- written by Stevie Nicks
- appears on Tusk (1979); Fleetwood Mac - The Chain (1992)