Angel

Buckingham Nicks

Compositor: S. Nicks

Sometimes
The most beautiful things
The most innocent things
And many of those dreams
Pass us by
Keep passing me 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

So I close my eyes softly
'Til I become that part of the wind
That we all long for sometime, yeah
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
Angel of my dreams

He said, "You feel good"
I said "It's funny that you understood"
I knew you would
When you were good, baby
Mmm, you were very good

I still look up
When you walk in the room
I've the same wide eyes
Now, they tell the story
I try not to reach out
When you turn 'round
And you say hello
And we both pretend
No great pretender

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, angel of my dreams
Angel of my dreams

I still look up, yeah
I try hard not to look up, ooh, yeah
That girl was me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Track a ghost through the fog, yeah
A charmed hour and a haunted song, yeah
Track a ghost through the fog, baby, yeah
Track a ghost though the fog, baby

Oooh, you try hard
But you'll never catch me, yeah
Oooh, that girl was me
Oh, you try hard but you'll never catch me...