Angel Of Harlem

It was a cold and wet December day

When we touched down at JFK

Snow was melting on the ground

On BLS I heard the sound (of an Angel)

New York like a Christmas tree

I said tonight this city belongs to me (Angel)

Soul love this love won’t let me go

So long...Angel of Harlem

Birdland on 53, the street sounds like a symphony

We got John Coltrane and a love supreme

Miles and she has to be an Angel

Lady Day got diamond eyes

She sees the truth behind the lies (Angel)

Soul love this love won’t let me go

So long...Angel of Harlem

ooh ooh ooh ooh

she sings with heart, heart and soul

Blue light on the avenue

God knows they got to you

An empty glass, the lady sings

Eyes swollen like a bee sting

Blinded you lost your way

On the side streets and the alleyways

Like a star exploding in the night

Filling up the city with broad daylight

An Angel in Devil’s shoes

Salvation in the blues

You never looked like an Angel

So long...Angel of Harlem

Angel, Angel of Harlem

Angel, Angel of Harlem

Angel, Angel of Harlem

Angel, Angel of Harlem…