Angel
I watch you across a crowded room,
because watching you ends the gloom.
Angel
i'm watching you
as you're watching me
and i'm wondering at the mystery...
See, i want to see more than i'm supposed to see.
Angel
i know where you've been...
I know what you've said...
I know who you've seen...
And i can't get you out of my head,
and i can't get you out of my dreams...
I want to get close enough to touch,
close enough to feel...
Close enough to make it real.
Angel, come home with me.
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