Angel Of Happy Hour

The Angel of Happy Hour

I am the shame in the secret wars

She smells the leaves in the autumn cars

I am the rain from the falling skies

She came, the winter was in her eyes

She said: 'The wonders that filled my head

They fell asleep, but I'm not dead

I can change, I can change'

She came from towns where she was a famous silhouette

I turned around to light her a cigarette

Passion fruit was in her eyes

The ice and the fire. The lights in the sky

Something's wrong. Why you're gone. My eyes are red

Why does it hurt so bad

Why, you've changed. Why, you've changed. My angel

Where she lives nothing grows

A dry old plain, the I'll wind blows so cold

She was the angel of happy hour

She took the honey from every flower

Passion fruit was in her mouth

The ice and the fire. The lights in the south

Why, you've changed. Why, you've changed. My angel