| 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, 'till 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. (You said) You feel good, I said it's funny that you understood. I knew you would... When you were good, baby, 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 you say hello. And we both pretend, I'm no great pretender. So I close my eyes softly, 'till 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... I try hard not to look up, yeah... That girl was me, yeah... Track a ghost through the fog, yeah... A charmed hour and a haunted song... Track a ghost through the fog, baby... Oooh, you try hard... But you'll never catch me - yeah... |
