The most innocent things.
And many of those dreams, pass us by.
Keep passing me by.
You feel good,
I said it's funny that you understood.
I knew you would;
When you were good, you were very, very good.
So I close my eyes softly,
'till I become that part of the wind
That we all long for sometime, yeah.
And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog
- like a charmed hour and a haunted song,
And the angel of my dreams.
Angel of my dreams.
(You said) You feel good,
I said it's funny that you understood.
I knew you would...
When you were good, baby,
You were very good.
I still look up, when you walk in the room.
I've the same wide eyes, now they tell the story.
I try not to reach out, when you turn 'round you say hello.
And we both pretend,
I'm no great pretender.
So I close my eyes softly,
'till I become that part of the wind
That we all long for sometime.
And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog
- like a charmed hour and a haunted song
And the angel, angel of my dreams.
Angel of my dreams...
I still look up...
I try hard not to look up, yeah...
That girl was me, yeah...
Track a ghost through the fog, yeah...
A charmed hour and a haunted song...
Track a ghost through the fog, baby...
Oooh, you try hard...
But you'll never catch me - yeah...
Sometimes, the most beautiful things, The most innocent things. And many of those dreams, pass us by. Keep passing me by. You feel good, I said it's funny that you understood. I knew you would; When you were good, you were very, very good. So I close my eyes softly, 'till I become that part of the wind That we all long for sometime, yeah. And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog - like a charmed hour and a haunted song, And the angel of my dreams. Angel of my dreams. (You said) You feel good, I said it's funny that you understood. I knew you would... When you were good, baby, You were very good. I still look up, when you walk in the room. I've the same wide eyes, now they tell the story. I try not to reach out, when you turn 'round you say hello. And we both pretend, I'm no great pretender. So I close my eyes softly, 'till I become that part of the wind That we all long for sometime. And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog - like a charmed hour and a haunted song And the angel, angel of my dreams. Angel of my dreams... I still look up... I try hard not to look up, yeah... That girl was me, yeah... Track a ghost through the fog, yeah... A charmed hour and a haunted song... Track a ghost through the fog, baby... Oooh, you try hard... But you'll never catch me - yeah... Explain Request ×
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/f/fleetwood_mac/angel.html
