Из альбома: You've Got to Stand for Something
Ive built a million raving beauties out of pure make-believe
Hopin my imagination might run away with me
Thought Id pictured every vision that a man could dream about
Till you walked through those Swinging Doors
And stepped down off that cloud
Whats an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walkin, talkin, lovin fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
Whats an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
I thought Id died and went to heaven when you sat down next to me
Lord, and I said to myself this is too good to believe
You look like you belong in a Sunday school choir
Instead of in this honky tonk settin me on fire
Whats an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walkin, talkin, lovin fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
Whats an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
Are you just wishful thinkin, a figment of my mind
Ill worry about that tomorrow, right now its closing time
Whats an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walkin, talkin, lovin fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
Whats an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams