daylight An angel in Devil's shoes Salvation in the blues You never looked like an angel Yeah, yeah, Angel of Harlem Angel Angel of Harlem Angel Angel of Harlem Angel Angel
daylight erased my shadow Insanity reached me its hand Whispering velvet voice The sky above the stars The wind below the moon The light that create shadows The dark beyond the eyes
Faded roses scattered on the ground tonight, oh I will be wanted, I will not fall from grace Daylight has waited just to live upon your face I won't
whisper tonight Broken down angel Got lost in the cold daylight City is screaming, I look for your eyes Someone to lean on through the night Your music
Close your eyes and take a look at your life Do you like what you see? My eyes are open but I feel like I'm blind It's all returnin' to me Oh I wanna
Close your eyes and take a look at your life Do you like what you see My eyes are open but I feel like I'm blind, it's all returning to me I wanna know
, and drives you to your destiny as silent sirens wail. A sad lament for travellers held in the hand of fate, your future stands upon the prow your past
our feet - dancing on this sacred ground. Earth licks her dayburnt wounds - pouring out the sweetest dew, feeding our hungry eyes with images of fallen angels
are batted down like your eyelids Where the streets all sparkle like the eyes of kids And you rise and wipe the sleep and the stupor from your eyes You
ecstacy you torture me). i watch the blood drip from the corners of your mouth Your icy flesh is lying, your pallid skin still glows. im starting to belive what my eyes
You believed You believed in moments not conceived You believed in me A patient in spirit Uncompromise Without us in your heart A light in your eyes that
Count my fingers And tell me your name It breaks my heart It's always the same I can see Angels I can see Angels I can see Angels And they're
sound Faded roses scattered on the ground I will be wanted I will not fall from grace Daylight has waited Just to live upon your face I won't
daughter of art and science. A modern marvel of engineering, clockworks elevated to the very natural process which even now is in your blood, racing, your eyes
River, the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern runway (Ugh, take a ride, to my block (my block)) OK it looks good, your
[bonus track] Your arms are my cradle, your hair is the heavenly abode My longing for touching your skin bears a heavy load I wanna bathe you my love
tonight Broken down angel Got lost in the cold daylight The city is screaming And I look for your eyes Someone to lean on through the night Your music