My angel, there she goes
Where she comes from nobody knows
She comes walking, crying as she burns
Walking softly with a good man
Who was I talking to?
Soon I must see for myself
New love don′t run away
I don't think you understand
How deeply you touch me
My angel, calling me soft and low
Lovely, gentle, I′ve suffered
And fallen so low
Can I try loving you best I can
Take good care of you, be your man
Who was I talking to?
Soon I must see for myself
New love don't run away
I don't think you understand
How deeply you touch me
My angel, where she goes
Will she move on? I just don′t know
If it happens that she has to go
I′ll be sorry but I can't say that I′d give up
My angel, yes I do, I do my angel
Yeah, yeah, yeah, my angel
Writer(s): Stephen A. Stills, Dallas W. Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
