It was a cold and wet December day
When we touched the ground at JFK
The snow was melting on the ground
On BLS I heard the sound
(Of an angel)
New York like a Christmas tree
Tonight, this city belongs to me,
(Angel)
Soul love
Well this love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem
Birdland on Fifty-Three
The street sounds like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and a love supreme
Miles and she's got to be an angel
Lady Day got diamond eyes
She sees the truth behind the lies
(Angel)
Soul love
Well this love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem
Blue light on the avenue
God knows they got to you
Empty glass, the lady sings
Eyes swollen like a bee-sting
Blinded, you lost your way
In the side streets and the alleyways
Like a star exploding in the night
Filling up the city with broad daylight
Angel in devil's shoes
Salvation in the blues
You never looked like an angel
Angel of Harlem