Текст песни Fleetwood Mac - Angel
Fleetwood Mac - Angel слова песни
SometimesThe most beautiful thingsThe most innocent thingsAnd many of those dreamsPass us byKeep passing us byYou feel goodI said it`s funny that you understoodI knew you wouldWhen you were goodYou were very, very goodI still look upWhen you walk in the roomI`ve the same wide eyesThey tell the storyTry not to reach outWhen you turn `roundAnd you say helloAnd we both pretendThere was an endBut there was no endingSo I close my eyes softlyTil I become that part of the windThat we all long for sometimeAnd to those that I loveLike a ghost through a fogLike a charmed hourAnd a haunted songAnd the angel of my dreamsI still look upI try hard not to look upThat girl was meTrack a ghost through the fogA charmed hour--a haunted songTrack a ghost through the fog, babyOoh, you try hardBut you`ll never catch me--yeah- written by Stevie Nicks- appears on Tusk (1979); Fleetwood Mac - The Chain (1992)