Sometimes the most beautiful thing,
the most innocent thing,
And many of those dreams pass us by,
keep passin' 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 through 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.
He said you feel good.
I said it's funny that you understood.
When you were good, baby,
mm, you were very good.
I still look up when you walk in the room.
I've the same wide eyes.
Now, they tell a story.
I try not to reach out.
When you turn around,
you say hello and we both pretend.
No great pretender.
So I close my eyes softly
till I become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime, yeah.
And through 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, mm, of my dreams.
I still look up, yeah.
I try hard not to look up, yeah.
I try hard not to look up, yeah.