Angel of Harlem
It was a cold and wet December dayWhen we touched the ground at JFKSnow was melting on the groundOn BLS I heard the soundOf an angel
New York, like a Christmas treeTonight this city belongs to meAngel
Soul loveThis love won't let me goSo longAngel of Harlem
Birdland on fifty-threeThe street sounds like a symphonyWe got John Coltrane and a love supremeMiles, and she's got to be an angel
Lady Day got diamond eyesShe sees the truth behind the liesAngel
Soul loveThis love won't let me goSo longAngel of HarlemAngel of Harlem
She steals your heartHeart and soul...Yeah, yeah...(yeah)Yeah, yeah...(right now)
Blue light on the avenueGod knows they got to youAn empty glass, the lady singsEyes swollen like a bee stingBlinded you lost your wayThrough the side streets and the alleywayLike a star exploding in the nightFalling to the city in broad daylightAn angel in Devil's shoesSalvation in the bluesYou never looked like an angelYeah, yeahAngel of Harlem
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