I stay awake to wonder what your lips are
you sleep the sleep of dead
of angels high
i touch the skin of your palm like a gypsy just in love
i kiss first your head and then your eyes
i know you've got that anger in somewhere in you
i know that most of it belongs to me
i want to tell the world this story of how you came to be
but i know it's something no one could believe
who believes in angels anyway?
who would care to know how the divine tastes
i know when you wake you'll want to be alone
my car was here last night, i swear
could you drive me home?
i'm smoking your last cigarette
it's too late anyway
i won't pretend romance or love again
but let me say before i go this one last time:
i believe in you
but you don't believe in angels anway
daddy's little girl you are and going away
i know when you wake you'll want to be alone
my car was here last night, i swear
could you drive me home?
your closing eyes are open now
i try to smile
you look around confused for a time
you open your mouth to speak i think
but it's just a sigh
all my hope lied
you don't believe in angels anway
there isn't much that i can do to change
i'll save you all the trouble
now you're all alone
i've got to find my car sometime
'til then
i'm walking home